Sunday's Hymn: I Need Thee Every Hour

I need thee ev’ry hour,
Most gracious Lord;
No tender voice like thine
Can peace afford.

Refrain

I need thee, O I need thee,
Ev’ry hour I need thee,
O bless me now, my Saviour,
I come to thee.

I need thee ev’ry hour,
Stay thou near by;
Temptations lose their pow’r
When thou art nigh.

I need thee ev’ry hour,
In joy or pain;
Come quickly, and abide,
Or life is vain.

I need thee ev’ry hour,
Teach me thy will,
And thy rich promises
In me fulfil.

I need thee ev’ry hour,
Most Holy One;
O make me thine indeed,
Thou blessed Son.

—Annie S. Hawks

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• When Spring Unlocks the Flower at The Happy Wonderer
• Daily Readings - Matthew 7:12-14 at The Upward Call
• Because we love the brethren at Tried With Fire
• “Shortly” at Pyromaniacs
• Lord’s Day 12, 2017 at The Thirsty Theologian

Good Gifts from Our Good God

I have a post on God’s goodness—and what it means for us to reflect his goodness—up at Out of the Ordinary this morning.

From the abundance of his generosity, God grows mushrooms to feed squirrels and saplings to feed deer. He provides earthworms for robins and mice for foxes. The greens I grow in my garden come from his goodness, too. He could have created only one kind of salad green, or none at all, but instead, he created crispy romaine, buttery spinach, chewy kale, spicy arugula, and red leaf lettuce for extra visual punch, each variety increasing my pleasure as I eat my salads. Vegetables, fruits, grains, and meats—every different kind is a good gift from our good God.

Head over and read the whole piece.

Sunday's Hymn: I Will Sing the Wondrous Story

I will sing the wondrous story
Of the Christ who died for me,
How he left the realms of glory
For the cross on Calvary.

 Refrain

Yes, I’ll sing the wondrous story
Of the Christ who died for me,
Sing it with the saints in glory,
Gathered by the crystal sea.

I was lost: but Jesus found me,
Found the sheep that went astray,
Raised me up and gently led me
Back into the narrow way.

Faint was I, and fears possessed me,
Bruised was I from many a fall;
Hope was gone, and shame distressed me:
But his love has pardoned all.

Days of darkness still may meet me,
Sorrow’s path I oft may tread;
But his presence still is with me,
By his guiding hand I’m led.

He will keep me till the river
Rolls its waters at my feet:
Then he’ll bear me safely over,
Made by grace for glory meet.

—Francis H. Rowley

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• The Glory of These Forty Days at The Happy Wonderer
• Daily Readings - John 6:22-27 at The Upward Call
• Rightly dividing the word of truth at Tried With Fire
• “Sink” at Pyromaniacs
• Lord’s Day 11, 2017 at The Thirsty Theologian