Sunday Hymn

Spirit of God, Descend Upon My Heart

Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;
Wean it from earth; through all its pulses move;
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art;
And make me love Thee as I ought to love.

I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,
No sudden rending of the veil of clay,
No angel visitant, no opening skies;
But take the dimness of my soul away.

Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear.
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh,
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.

Hast Thou not bid me love Thee, God and King?
All, all Thine own, soul, heart and strength and mind.
I see Thy cross; there teach my heart to cling:
O let me seek Thee, and O let me find!

Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame;
The kindling of the heaven descended Dove,
My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.

—George Croly

Other hymns, worship songs, sermons etc. posted today:

• Shine, Jesus, Shine at threegirldad
• Nothing Know We of the Season at Tried With Fire
• O God, Most Holy Are Thy Ways at Rosemary at Home
• O God, the Strength of Those Who War at The Happy Wonderer
• Teach Me, O Lord, Thy Holy Ways at Field Stone Cottage
• Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing at Whatever Things
• Lord’s Day 21, 2011 at The Thirsty Theologian
• What a Friend We Have in Jesus at Theology for Girls

Have you posted a hymn (or sermon, sermon notes, prayer, etc.) today and I missed it? Let me know by leaving a link in the comments or by contacting me using the contact form linked above, and I’ll add your post to the list.

Round the Sphere Again: Just for Fun

Camping Equipment
has history and some of it is quite interesting. Do you know why your flashlight is called flashlight? And where did the sleeping bag come from? Find the answers to these questions and more (mental_floss Blog).

Logical Punctuation
I’ve always thought commas and periods should be outside of quotation marks. I have to think hard to remember which way is correct, and I often get it wrong, because the right way seems to make less sense than the wrong way. I guess I’m not alone (Slate).

Thankful Thursday

I’m thankful for my youngest son, who has done most of the yard work this spring. I’m that God provides for me through sons that help. I’m thankful for all of God’s daily protection and care.

I’m thankful that the trees are budding and the grass is greening up a little. I’m thankful for the seasons and that spring always comes eventually.

I’m thankful for the truth of the gospel and the hope found in it. I’m thankful for the hope of eternal life.

Throughout this year I’m planning to post a few thoughts of thanksgiving each Thursday along with Kim at the Upward Call and others.