WHOM shall I fear on earth belowwith such a God on high?My light to guide, my strength to save –Thou, Lord, art ever nigh.Let wicked men, my enemies,rise in malicious pride,in this will I be confident:safe in my Lord I hide.2 One thing desired I of the Lord,one thing alone I’ve sought:that long as life shall last on earthI may to Thee be brought.Within Thy house my days I’d spend,Thy beauty to behold,enquire of Thee, and sing that praisewhose end can ne’er be told.3 He’ll hide me in His secret placewhen trouble rages sore;upon the rock of steadfast lovemy feet are set secure.He lifts my head in triumph highmine enemies above;and so with joy my praise shall riseto God, the King of love.4 Hear, gracious Lord, this voice that cries;have mercy, is my plea:let not Thine anger hide Thy facefar, far away from me.Thou only hast my helper been;forsake me not, I sigh;lift up Thy lovely face, and shineits beauty from on high.5 Unless I had believed to seeHis goodness while below,what else in this sad land of sinbut faintness would I know?Wait on the Lord, with courage wait,and thy weak heart shall findthe mighty strength of God withinthy heart and soul and mind.
Psalm 27:1-141 The LORD is my light and my salvation;whom shall I fear?The LORD is the stronghold of my life;of whom shall I be afraid?2 When evildoers assail meto eat up my flesh,my adversaries and foes,it is they who stumble and fall.3 Though an army encamp against me,my heart shall not fear;though war arise against me,yet I will be confident.4 One thing have I asked of the LORD,that will I seek after:that I may dwell in the house of the LORDall the days of my life,to gaze upon the beauty of the LORDand to inquire in his temple.5 For he will hide me in his shelterin the day of trouble;he will conceal me under the cover of his tent;he will lift me high upon a rock.6 And now my head shall be lifted upabove my enemies all around me,and I will offer in his tentsacrifices with shouts of joy;I will sing and make melody to the LORD.7 ¶ Hear, O LORD, when I cry aloud;be gracious to me and answer me!8 You have said, “Seek my face.”My heart says to you,“Your face, LORD, do I seek.”9 Hide not your face from me.Turn not your servant away in anger,O you who have been my help.Cast me not off; forsake me not,O God of my salvation!10 For my father and my mother have forsaken me,but the LORD will take me in.11 Teach me your way, O LORD,and lead me on a level pathbecause of my enemies.12 Give me not up to the will of my adversaries;for false witnesses have risen against me,and they breathe out violence.13 I believe that I shall look upon the goodness of the LORDin the land of the living!14 Wait for the LORD;be strong, and let your heart take courage;wait for the LORD!
How lovely is thy dwelling placeO Lord of Hosts to meMy soul is longing and faintingThe courts of the Lord to seeMy heart and flesh they are singingFor joy to the living GodHow lovely is thy dwelling placeO Lord of Hosts to meEven the sparrow finds a homeWhere he can settle downAnd the swallow she can build a nestWhere she may lay her youngWithin the courts of the Lord of HostsMy King, my Lord and my GodAnd happy, those, who are dwelling whereThe song of praise is sung.And I’d rather be a door keeperAnd only stay a dayThan live the life of a sinnerAnd have to stay awayFor the Lord is shining as the sunAnd the Lord He is like a shieldAnd no good thing does He with-holdFrom those who walk His way.How lovely is thy dwelling placeO Lord of Hosts to meMy soul is longing and faintingThe courts of the Lord to seeMy heart and flesh they are singingFor joy to the living GodHow lovely is thy dwelling placeO Lord of Hosts to me.
Philippians 3:10-16 NIV
I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings, becoming like him in his death, and so, somehow, to attain to the resurrection from the dead. Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining towards what is ahead, I press on towards the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenwards in Christ Jesus.All of us who are mature should take such a view of things. And if on some point you think differently, that too God will make clear to you. Only let us live up to what we have already attained.
I’ve tried in vain a thousand waysMy fears to quell, my hopes to raiseBut what I need, Your word has saidIs ever, only, JesusYou died, you live, you reign, you pleadThere’s love in all your words and deedsThis weary heart finds all it needsIn ever, only, JesusI want to know you, Jesus my LordKing of the Heavens, King of my soulI trade my treasure and all my rewardsJesus to know you, then know you moreThough some should curse me for your nameI have no fear, I have no shameYou stand with me for all my daysMy ever, only, JesusLike wave after wave on the oceanLike all of the sand on the shoreYour beauty and glory are endlessO Jesus I must know you more.
HE giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater,He sendeth more strength when the labours increase;to added affliction He addeth His mercy,to multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.
His love has no limit, His grace has no measure,His power has no boundary known unto men;for out of His infinite riches in JesusHe giveth, and giveth, and giveth again!
2 When we have exhausted our store of endurance,when our strength has failed ere the day is half done,when we reach the end of our hoarded resources,our Father’s full giving is only begun.
I HEARD the voice of Jesus say,‘Come unto Me and rest;lay down, thou weary one, lay downthy head upon My breast!’I came to Jesus as I was,weary, and worn, and sad;I found in Him a resting-place,and He has made me glad.2 I heard the voice of Jesus say,‘Behold, I freely givethe living water – thirsty one,stoop down, and drink, and live!’I came to Jesus, and I drankof that life-giving stream;my thirst was quenched, my soul revived,and now I live in Him.3 I heard the voice of Jesus say,‘I am this dark world’s Light;look unto Me, thy morn shall rise,and all thy day be bright.’I looked to Jesus, and I foundin Him my star, my sun;and in that light of life I’ll walktill travelling days are done.