A Psalm for this Lord's Day

Psalm 103

New American Standard Bible (NASB)

Praise for the Lord’s Mercies.

A Psalm of David.

1Bless the Lord, O my soul,
And all that is within me, bless His holy name.
² Bless the Lord, O my soul,
And forget none of His benefits;
³ Who pardons all your iniquities,
Who heals all your diseases;
⁴ Who redeems your life from the pit,
Who crowns you with lovingkindness and compassion;
⁵ Who satisfies your years with good things,
So that your youth is renewed like the eagle.

Saturday Snapshots 10.6.12

Theology for Two-year-olds

Jojo ate a mango for snack today.
After he finished it he wanted the peel.

Me: No, Jojo, we don't eat the peel.
Jojo thinks for a minute. "God made the peel" he says, looking quite serious.
Me: Yes, God made the peel - but you still can't eat it.

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I just love these moments when I realize he is beginning to really understand what I've been teaching him.

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That's "Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God Almighty" for those of you not fluent in Toddler.

Thankful Thursday 10.4.12

~A pull-up wearing boy to help mop the floor

~Baby smiles

~Fall colors

~Crisp morning and warm afternoons

~Clean windows

~Singing hymns to a little one in the middle of the night

Colossians 3:15

¹⁵And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to the which also ye are called in one body; and be ye thankful.

 

 

Sunday Hymns - Nearer My God to Thee

    Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
    E’en though it be a cross that raiseth me,
    Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee

    Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!
 

   Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down,
    Darkness be over me, my rest a stone;
    Yet in my dreams I’d be nearer, my God, to Thee.

    Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

    There let the way appear, steps unto Heav’n;
    All that Thou sendest me, in mercy giv’n;
    Angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to Thee.

   Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

    Then, with my waking thoughts bright with Thy praise,
    Out of my stony griefs Bethel I’ll raise;
    So by my woes to be nearer, my God, to Thee.

    Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

    Or, if on joyful wing cleaving the sky,
    Sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I’ll fly,
    Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee.

    Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

    There in my Father’s home, safe and at rest,
    There in my Savior’s love, perfectly blest;
    Age after age to be nearer, my God, to Thee.

   Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

 

-Sarah F Adams

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