Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grace. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 1, 2024
Prayer Answered by Crosses
I ask’d the Lord, that I might grow
In faith, and love, and ev’ry grace,
Might more of his salvation know,
And seek more earnestly his face.
‘Twas he who taught me thus to pray,
And he, I trust has answer’d pray’r;
But it has been in such a way,
As almost drove me to despair.
I hop’d that in some favour’d hour,
At once he’d answer my request:
And by his love’s constraining pow’r,
Subdue my sins, and give me rest.
Instead of this. he made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart;
And let the angry pow’rs of hell
Assault my soul in ev’ry part.
Yea more, with his own hand he seem’d
Intent to aggravate my woe;
Cross’d all the fair designs I schem’d,
Blasted my gourds*, and laid me low.
Lord, why is this, I trembling cry’d,
Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death?
“‘Tis in this way,” the Lord reply’d,
“I answer pray’r for grace and faith.
“These inward trials I employ,
“From self and pride to set thee free;
“And break thy schemes of earthly joy,
“That thou mayst seek thy all in me.”
--John Newton (1725-1807); author of "Amazing Grace" and many other poems & hymns
*Book of Jonah: God dried things up to prove a point to Jonah about Jonah's hardness of heart towards the Ninevites
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Thursday, August 1, 2024
The Lord Will Provide
Though troubles assail
And dangers affright,
Though friends should all fail
And foes all unite;
Yet one thing secures us,
Whatever betide,
The scripture assures us,
The Lord will provide.
The birds without barn
Or storehouse are fed,
From them let us learn
To trust for our bread:
His saints, what is fitting,
Shall ne’er be denied,
So long as ’tis written,
The Lord will provide.
We may, like the ships,
By tempest be tossed
On perilous deeps,
But cannot be lost.
Though Satan enrages
The wind and the tide,
The promise engages,
The Lord will provide.
His call we obey
Like Abram of old,
Not knowing our way,
But faith makes us bold;
For though we are strangers
We have a good Guide,
And trust in all dangers,
The Lord will provide.
When Satan appears
To stop up our path,
And fill us with fears,
We triumph by faith;
He cannot take from us,
Though oft he has tried,
This heart–cheering promise,
The Lord will provide.
He tells us we’re weak,
Our hope is in vain,
The good that we seek
We ne’er shall obtain,
But when such suggestions
Our spirits have plied,
This answers all questions,
The Lord will provide.
No strength of our own,
Or goodness we claim,
Yet since we have known
The Savior’s great name;
In this our strong tower
For safety we hide,
The Lord is our power,
The Lord will provide.
When life sinks apace
And death is in view,
This word of his grace
Shall comfort us through:
No fearing or doubting
With Christ on our side,
We hope to die shouting,
The Lord will provide.
—John Newton (1725-1807) from Olney Hymns, 1779 [author of "Amazing Grace"]
Thursday, February 1, 2024
Perfect Love
This is another year that Valentine's Day falls on Ash Wednesday. A real reminder of the sacrificial love of all the Saint Valentines. (See also my other blog for some Valentine's thoughts)
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Sunday, October 1, 2023
A Mighty Fortress
October 31st is Reformation Day for Lutherans*. In honor of this, here is the best known hymn by Martin Luther for you to read as a poem. It is based on Psalm 46 and was written around 1529. Some people think Luther wrote it in remembrance of his friend Leonhard Kaiser, who was martyred due to the Reformation.
The translation from German included here is closer to the original German, a little less like the modern hymn. It is based somewhat on literal translations and somewhat on the known translations, with adaptations by this blogger.
The picture included is the Luther's Rose**, designed by him. It is rich in symbolism.
1) A mighty Fortress is our God,
A good Defense and Weapon.
He helps us free from every need.
That has us now o'ertaken.
The old evil enemy
Works still more earnestly.
His pow'r and ploys are great;
His armor is cruel hate:
On earth is not his likeness.
2) With our own strength is nothing done,
Else quick our loss effected.
But for us fights the suitable One,
Whom God Himself elected.
You ask who is He who came?
Christ Jesus is His name,
Of heav'nly hosts the Lord,
God's only Son adored:
The battlefield He must hold.
3) Though all the world with devils were filled
All threat'ning to devour us,
We would not fear, for God has willed
They cannot overpow'r us.
The prince of worldly power,
Howe'er he might glower,
We will not be budged:
Since he's already judged,
One little word can bring him down.
4) The Word they still shall let remain
And not be thankful for it.
He is with us according to plan
With His good gifts and Spirit.
Were they to take our life,
Goods, honor, child and wife,
Let them go away.
They still will have no sway:
The Kingdom shall remain for us.
---Martin Luther, c. 1529; translation by various; adapted c.m.b., 2023
*Reformation Day, October 31st. Centuries before this, the Roman Catholic church had taken over the Druid observance of Samhain. The Druids believed the barrier between the worlds of dead and living was "thinnest" at midnight on October 31st. The Church repurposed November 1st as All Saints' Day. October 31st became known as "All Hallows' Eve" in English. Luther chose the day before All Saints Day, by tradition, to post his 95 Theses (statements) in German on a church door, calling for a debate among church leaders and scholars. These were translated and sparked the Protestant Reformation.
**Luther's Rose: this was first sketched by Luther around 1516 to 1520 and fully designed at the request of Johann Friedrich, Elector of Saxony. The black cross represents Jesus' sacrifice, the blackness symbolizing our sin. The red heart symbolizes our faith; Luther said that because of our sin, the heart ought to be black, yet, due to Christ, the heart is not utterly destroyed. The heart is on a white rose, to show that faith gives joy, comfort and peace: white is the color of angels and spirits. The sky blue field symbolizes joy and that faith is the beginning of future heavenly joy. The gold ring symbolizes precious eternity, which has no beginning and end.
This rendering has the triple phrase often used by Lutherans, sometimes written in Latin: sola fide, sola gratia, sola Scriptura. A fourth could be added: solus Christus, Christ alone.
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Sunday, January 1, 2023
Songs of Thankfulness & Praise
Happy New Year! This is being posted in recognition of the upcoming Festival of Epiphany, the coming of the Wise Men, on January 6th. Epiphany is a full season, and this hymn has many verses to reflect this. I am only posting some more pertinent to the Wise Men and to things in nature.
Songs of thankfulness and praise,
Jesus, Lord, to Thee we raise:
Manifested by the star
To the sages from afar.
Branch of royal David's stem
In Thy birth at Bethlehem:
Anthems be to Thee addressed,
God in man made manifest.
Sun and moon shall darkened be,
Stars shall fall, the heav'ns shall flee;
Christ will then like lightning shine:
All will see His glorious sign.
All will then the trumpet hear,
All will see the Judge appear;
Thou by all wilt be confessed,
God in man made manifest.
Grant us grace to see Thee, Lord,
Present in They holy Word--
Grace to imitate Thee now
And be pure, as pure art Thou,
That we might become like Thee
At Thy great epiphany
And may praise Thee, ever blest,
God in man made manifest.
--Christopher Wordsworth, 1862
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Tuesday, November 1, 2022
Thanksgiving of Another Sort
For more thoughts for this Thanksgiving season, click the "autumn" link to the left on the desktop version of this blog.
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Tuesday, March 2, 2021
Ego Eimi
ἐγώ εἰμι
Jesus says:
"I AM the world's Light (John 8:12)
Who outshines eternal night."
"I AM the Good Shepherd (John 10:14)
And the door for the sheep: (John 10:7, 9)
The sheep hear My word
And within may safely sleep."
"I AM the Bread of Life; (John 6)
The Way, the Truth and the Life; (John 14:6)
The Resurrection and the Life." (John 11:25)
"I AM the True Vine
And you are the branches-- (John 15: 1,5)
Without what is Mine,
You do only what man does."
εἰμι ἐγώ
Paul answers for all of us:
"Christ Jesus came into the world for sinners,
First of whom am I." (I Timothy 1:15)
ἐγώ εἰμι
Jesus says:
"Before Abraham was, I AM." (John 8:58)
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Sunday, January 31, 2021
Imagine
Imagine...
love that embraces the enemy
grace that preaches repentance
joy that strengthens during depression
peace that accompanies the conflicted
hope that enlivens the dying
Jesus gives this. --Rev B.T. (c) 2021
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Tuesday, December 1, 2020
What Color Is Your Christmas?
Customs say that Christmas colors
Feature red and green:
Reams and reams of dusty paper
Tell what these hues mean.
Newer en vogue Christmas pallettes
Favor blue and silver--
Mildest hints of bracing cold,
Tinselly chills with frosty lure.
"I'm dreaming of a...
...blue, blue Christmas."
Irving wrote of Christmas white,
Decked in sparkling snow;
Here an unplanned black-eyed Susan
Joins planned lemons dressed in yellow.
Others might await their snow:
Winters here bring liquid flow.
Yet our rain has gone away--
Still not back this holiday.
If the rain falls on us all,
Good and evil both the same*,
What does this prolonged' drought
Say of our respective blame?
Christmas comes, Christmas goes,
Elsewhere as they brave the snows.
Christ's love blankets all our sin:
Someday all that's right will win.
--C. Marie Byars; (c) December, 2020
*Matthew 5:45
This poem forms a triptych with two other poems on our lack of rain:
It partially "twins" with the black-eyed Susan poem below and forms a partial "triptych" with the visuals in all three of these posts:
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Tuesday, November 3, 2020
Rain Redux*
Rain, rain, come again;
Drought and dryness starts to drain.
Rain, rain, come and stay:
Stay again another day.
Arizona wants some rain
Which we've too long sought in vain;
Rain that's gone away since May:
We would welcome shades of gray.
Father, who once cursed the soil,
Saying now that we must toil,
Still You show amazing grace,
To Your falt'ring human race---
SOOOO
Rain, rain, come and play
Stay with us another day.
---C. Marie Byars, (c) November, 2020
*Redux, both because of the importance of "again" in the original rhyme and this poem. Also, "redux", because this poem comes in tandem with my poem of earlier this year, discussing the distress of Arizona's already long-standing lack of rain then, which is even worse now.
(It was a challenge writing a poem with deeper thoughts using the "punch" and even "taunt-like" meter of the original rhyme.)
Here's the previous poem that "twins" with this
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Sunday, August 2, 2020
[Joy & Peace in Believing]
(from the Olney Hymns)
Sometimes a light surprises
The Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord who rises
With healing on 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,
E'en let the unknown to-morrow
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 [pronounced "Cooper"], 1779; part of Olney
hymns, written alongside his friend, John Newton, author of
"Amazing Grace"
*Malchi 4:2-- the Sun of Righteousness [Christ] will rise with
healing in His wings. This idea is also found in a verse of "Hark
the Herald Angels Sing"
**Matthew 6 & Luke 12-- Jesus told His followers that God
clothes the grasses in beautiful lilies that outshine wealthy King
Solomon's best clothing. He feeds the birds, specifically ravens,
though they don't work and plan as the farmer does. Jesus tells His
followers that His Father will certainly take care of them, also, and
that they shouldn't worry.
***Habakkuk 3:17-19, a paraphrase. If all else goes badly, rejoice.
This is not idle, wishful thinking, nor pie in the sky optimism.
Cowper suffered from crippling, pitch black depression at a time
before there were psychiatric medications.
(Habakkuk is one of my favorite books of the Bible.)
Tuesday, October 1, 2019
I Will Praise the Lord at All Times
Winter has a joy for me,
While the Saviour's charms I read,
Lowly, meek, from blemish free,
In the snowdrop's pensive head.
Spring returns, and brings along
Life-invigorating suns:
Hark! the turtle's plaintive song
Seems to speak His dying groans!
Summer has a thousand charms,
All expressive of His worth;
'Tis His sun that lights and warms,
His the air that cools the earth.
What! has autumn left to say
Nothing of a Saviour's grace?
Yes, the beams of milder day
Tell me of his smiling face.
Life-invigorating suns:
Hark! the turtle's plaintive song
Seems to speak His dying groans!
Summer has a thousand charms,
All expressive of His worth;
'Tis His sun that lights and warms,
His the air that cools the earth.
What! has autumn left to say
Nothing of a Saviour's grace?
Yes, the beams of milder day
Tell me of his smiling face.
Light appears with early dawn,
While the sun makes haste to rise;
See His bleeding beauties drawn
On the blushes of the skies.
While the sun makes haste to rise;
See His bleeding beauties drawn
On the blushes of the skies.
Evening with a silent pace,
Slowly moving in the west,
Shews an emblem of His grace,
Points to an eternal rest.
Slowly moving in the west,
Shews an emblem of His grace,
Points to an eternal rest.
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