When I survey the wondrous cross
on which the Prince of Glory died;
my richest gain I count but loss,
and pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
save in the death of Christ, my God;
all the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.
See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
sorrow and love flow mingled down.
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
or thorns compose so rich a crown.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
that were an offering far too small;
love so amazing, so divine,
demands my soul, my life, my all.
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Meditating on the words of this beautiful song...
Praying about lots of things on my heart...
Seeing my time here in this lovely country come to a close...
Help me to rejoice over the future Lord, because I know that You are the one in control.
Lord you promise me that you'll take care of all my troubles, teach me how to wait my God.
Strength and dignity are her clothing,
and she laughs at the time to come. - Proverbs 31:25
and she laughs at the time to come. - Proverbs 31:25
Though this entry was more on the personal side, I hope that it may have blessed you in someway :)
Walk in the light of His love today~ :)
love,
Amanda
