THIS SONG
has been on my heart and sung from my lips more times than I can count in the last week. It's fitting as I continue to hear of heavy and heart sinking things happening to those around me.
I find myself grieving for others, and unable to imagine the grief they must feel themselves as they walk the road I am merely watching them walk.
Please pray for the My friends B & T as they wait and wonder about when the Lord is going to take home the little one that B is carrying. Her blog is Sprinkles & Wrinkles on my blog list - please read & pray for them.
Please also pray for the Kurrle family - AU grads and missionaries in Paraguay. They were in an accident that took the life of Julie (mom/wife) & her 6 year old son, Timmy. They leave behind Norberto (dad/husband) and 1 year old daughter, Anahi.
There are a lot of weary souls around us - and we all need the only one who can offer peace, comfort and hope in the midst of trials & suffering. Thank you, Jesus.
Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul
1. Dear refuge of my weary soul,
On Thee, when sorrows rise
On Thee, when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting hope relies
To Thee I tell each rising grief,
For Thou alone canst heal
Thy Word can bring a sweet relief,
For every pain I feel
On Thee, when sorrows rise
On Thee, when waves of trouble roll,
My fainting hope relies
To Thee I tell each rising grief,
For Thou alone canst heal
Thy Word can bring a sweet relief,
For every pain I feel
2. But oh! When gloomy doubts prevail,
I fear to call Thee mine
The springs of comfort seem to fail,
And all my hopes decline
Yet gracious God, where shall I flee?
Thou art my only trust
And still my soul would cleave to Thee
Though prostrate in the dust
I fear to call Thee mine
The springs of comfort seem to fail,
And all my hopes decline
Yet gracious God, where shall I flee?
Thou art my only trust
And still my soul would cleave to Thee
Though prostrate in the dust
3. Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face,
And shall I seek in vain?
And can the ear of sovereign grace,
Be deaf when I complain?
No still the ear of sovereign grace,
Attends the mourner's prayer
Oh may I ever find access,
To breathe my sorrows there
And shall I seek in vain?
And can the ear of sovereign grace,
Be deaf when I complain?
No still the ear of sovereign grace,
Attends the mourner's prayer
Oh may I ever find access,
To breathe my sorrows there
4. Thy mercy seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet,
Thy mercy seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet,
Thy mercy seat is open still,
Here let my soul retreat
With humble hope attend Thy will,
And wait beneath Thy feet
©1998, Kevin Twit Music.
Used by permission. All rights reserved.
Used by permission. All rights reserved.
1 comment:
We sang this last week at our church. Beautiful song for those in the midst of suffering.
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