Tag Archive | Poetry

Before the Throne of God

BEFORE the throne of God above
I have a strong, a perfect plea,
a great High Priest, whose name is Love,
who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is graven on His hands,
my name is written on His heart;
I know that while in heaven He stands,
no tongue can bid me thence depart.

When Satan tempts me to despair,
and tells me of the guilt within,
upward I look, and see Him there
who made an end of all my sin.
Because the sinless Saviour died,
my sinful soul is counted free;
for God the Just is satisfied
to look on Him, and pardon me.

Behold Him there! the risen Lamb!
my perfect, spotless righteousness,
the great unchangeable I AM,
the King of glory and of grace!
One with Himself, I cannot die,
my soul is purchased by His blood;
my life is hid with Christ on high,
with Christ, my Saviour and my God.

Source: https://www.puritanboard.com/threads/im-the-worst.91090/, Comment 4

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God Moves in a Mysterious Way

Willem van de Velde the Younger, Ships on a Stormy Sea (c. 1672)

“God Moves in a Mysterious Way”
by William Cowper, 1731-1800

1. God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm.

2. Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill
He treasures up His bright designs
And works His sovereign will.

3. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense.
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

5. His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

6. Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain;
God is His own Interpreter,
And He will make it plain.

Source: http://www.lutheran-hymnal.com/lyrics/tlh514.htm

Could saints but see what fruits their troubles bring

Bread fruit tree

Could saints but see what fruits their troubles bring

All their afflictions, rightly understood,
Are blessings; ev’ry wind will blow some good
Sure at their troubles saints would never grudge,
Were sense deposed, and faith made the judge.
Falls make them warier, amend their pace;
When gift puff up their hearts, and weaken grace.
Could Satan see the issue, and th’ event
Of his temptations, he would scarcely tempt.
Could saints but see what fruits their troubles bring,
Amidst those troubles they would shout and sing.
O sacred wisdom! who can but admire
To see how thou dost save from fire, by fire!
No doubt but saints in glory wondr’ing stand
At those strange methods few now understand.

–John Flavel, Navigation Spiritualized (Works, 5:280)

Source: http://www.puritanboard.com/showthread.php/90155-Could-saints-but-see-what-fruits-their-troubles-bring

Will the Old Book Stand?

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WILL THE OLD BOOK STAND?

By Wilbur Gildeksleeve.

WILL the Old Book stand, when the higher critics state,
That grave errors are discovered on its page ?
Will it save the sinful soul, will it make the wounded whole ?
Will its glorious truths abide from age to age ?

Will its message still abide, when the scientists decide,
That its record of Creation is untrue ?
Tell us the “Descent of man” is by “Evolution’s plan,”
Will its principles the sinful heart renew ?

When infidels parade, the mistakes which Moses made,
When the truths of revelation they deny;
Will the ten commandments still, the demands of justice fill ?
Will its Word sustain us when we come to die ?

When in language wondrous fair, Christian scientists declare,
That there is no evil, only “mortal mind ” ;
When “mental treatment” fails, and “seeming death” prevails,
In the Bible may we consolation find ?

Yes, the Word of God will stand, tho’ assailed on every hand,
Its foundations are eternally secure.
It will bear the critic’s test, and the idle scoffer’s jest;
Its saving truths forever shall endure.

~in Blast’s From the Ram’s Horn

Source: https://archive.org/stream/blastsfromramsho00unse/blastsfromramsho00unse_djvu.txt

He Giveth More Grace

He Giveth More Grace

by Annie J. Flint

Notizia di una sciagura - Giacomo TrecourtHe giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.

Fear not that thy need shall exceed His provision,
Our God ever yearns His resources to share;
Lean hard on the arm everlasting, availing;
The Father both thee and thy load will upbear.

His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.

Read more about the author of this poem/hymn: http://www.homecomingmagazine.com/article/he-giveth-more-grace/

See, Gracious God, Before Thy Throne

Mount Robson Park

See, gracious God, before Thy throne
Thy mourning people bend!
’Tis on Thy sovereign grace alone,
Our humble hopes depend.

Tremendous judgments from Thy hand,
Thy dreadful power display:
Yet mercy spares this guilty land,
And yet we live to pray.

Great God, and why this nation spare,
Ungrateful as we are?
O be these awful warnings heard,
While mercy cries, “Forebear.”

What numerous crimes increasing rise,
Where Satan shows his smile?
What land so favored of the skies,
And yet what land so vile?

How changed, alas! are truths divine,
For error, guilt and shame!
What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name!

O bid us turn, almighty Lord,
By Thy resistless grace;
Then shall our hearts obey Thy word,
And humbly seek Thy face.

Then should insulting foes invade,
We shall not sink in fear;
Secure of never failing aid,
If God, our God, is near.

~Anne Steele, Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional 1760: On the Public Fast, Feb. 6, 1756, alt.

Source: http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/s/e/e/seegrago.htm

Ralph Erskine, Gospel Sonnets

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Law-precepts in a gospel-mold,
We may as gospel-doctrine hold;
But gospel-calls in legal dress,
The joyful sound of grace suppress.

Faith and repentance may be taught,
And yet no gospel-tidings brought;
If as mere duties these we press,
And not as parts of promis’d bless.

If only precepts we present,
Though urg’d with strongest argument,
We leave the wak’ned sinner’s hope
In darkness of despair to grope.

The man whom legal precepts chase.
As yet estrang’d to sov’reign grace,
Mistaking evangelic charms,
As if they stood on legal terms.

Looks to himself, though dead in sin,
For grounds of faith and hope within:
Hence fears and fetters grow and swell,
Since nought’s within but sin and hell.

But faith that looks to promis’d grace,
Clean out of self the soul will chase,
To Christ for righteousness and strength,
And finds the joyful rest at length.

Source: http://www.puritanboard.com/showthread.php/87650-Why-does-Limited-Atonement-Matter/page2?s=711c08db32e940fdeaa66ca3ea54957a,  Comment #41