Sunday's Hymn: Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee

Jesus, the very thought of thee
With sweetness fills my breast;
But sweeter far thy face to see,
And in thy presence rest.

Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame,
Nor can the mem’ry find,
A sweeter sound than thy blest Name,
O Saviour of mankind.

O Hope of ev’ry contrite heart,
O Joy of all the meek,
To those who fall, how kind thou art!
How good to those who seek!

But what to those who find? Ah, this
Nor tongue nor pen can show:
The love of Jesus, what it is
None but his loved ones know.

Jesus, our only Joy be thou,
As thou our Prize wilt be;
Jesus, be thou our Glory now,
And through eternity.

—Bernard of Clairvaux

Other hymns, worship songs, prayers, sermons excerpts, or quotes posted today:

• All I Have Is Christ at By Grace Alone
• Why Art Thou Cast Down? at The Upward Call
• More About Jesus at The Happy Wanderer
• Lord’s Day Eve at Tried With Fire
• Your weekly dose of Spurgeon: “We are ourselves to blame” at Pyromaniacs

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Sunday's Hymn: Tell Me the Old, Old, Story

Tell me the old, old story
Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and his glory,
Of Jesus and his love:
Tell me the story simply,
As to a little child,
For I am weak and weary,
And helpless and defiled.

Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story,
Of Jesus and his love.

Tell me the story softly,
With earnest tones and grave;
Remember, I’m the sinner
Whom Jesus came to save:
Tell me the story always,
If you would really be,
In any time of trouble,
A comforter to me.

Tell me the same old story,
When you have cause to fear
That this world’s empty glory
Is costing me too dear:
Yes, and when that world’s glory
Is dawning on my soul,
Tell me the old, old story,
“Christ Jesus makes thee whole.”

—A. Katherine Hankey

Other hymns, worship songs, prayers, sermons excerpts, or quotes posted today:

• Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken at By Grace Alone
• Return O Lord, How Long?  at The Upward Call
• Mother’s Prayers Have Followed Me at The Happy Wanderer
• Christian Love at Tried With Fire
• Your weekly dose of Spurgeon: A mother’s double worth at Pyromaniacs

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Sunday's Hymn: Sometimes a Light Surprises

Sometimes a light surprises
The Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord, who rises
With healing in his wings:
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining,
To cheer it after rain.

In holy contemplation
We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God’s salvation,
And find it ever new;
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,
Let the unknown tomorrow
Bring with it what it may.

It can bring with it nothing
But he will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing
Will clothe his people too:
Beneath the spreading heavens
No creature but is fed;
And he who feeds the ravens
Will give his children bread.

Though vine nor fig tree neither
Their wonted fruit shall bear,
Though all the field should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there;
Yet God the same abiding,
His praise shall tune my voice,
For, while in him confiding,
I cannot but rejoice.

—William Cowper

Other hymns, worship songs, prayers, sermons excerpts, or quotes posted today:

• Our Only Hope Is You at By Grace Alone
• Rock of Ages at The Happy Wonderer
• The Storm Hushed at The Upward Call
• Divine Support at Tried With Fire
• Your weekly dose of Spurgeon: Stir, song, and swagger? at Pyromaniacs

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