Saturday

I asked the Lord that I might grow

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I asked the Lord, that I might grow in faith, and love, and every grace; Might more of His salvation know, and seek more earnestly His face.







I hoped that in some favoured hour, at once He'd answer my request, and by His loves constraining power subdue my sins, and give me rest.







Instead of this, He made me feel the hidden evils of my heart; and let the angry powers of hell assault my soul in every part.







Yea more, with His own hand He seemed intent to aggravate my woe; Crossed all the fair designs I schemed, blasted my gourds, and laid me low.






'Lord, why is this?' I trembling cried, 'Wilt thou pursue Thy worm to death?'
"Tis in this way,' the Lord replied, 'I answer prayer 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 may'st seek thy all in me.'





By John Newton


I have these words typed out on a paper, which is taped to the kitchen wall, which is where I tend to spend alot of time. This way I am able to read- and re-read these helpful words. I have found them to be a gentle reminder in the midst of some of my trials.
Have a blessed day!
Kris

1 comment:

Fine Linen said...

What a wonderful poem, and such a blessing to read!! Thank you for sharing!
Blessings