LIVING POETRY

LIVING POETRY

I've heard it said God wakes the dead

and fills them with His Holy Spirit

If you will listen with your heart

I trust by faith you too will hear Him

He cuts the darkness with pure Light
And makes us holy in His sight

Jesus knows who are His own
He's the ONE who brings us HOME

I've heard and read God saves the dead

and is THE ONLY HOPE to live again

When we finally reach the end of ourselves

He continues His work that never ends

God's poetry is always perfect

His promises never forgotten

Every circumstance of life benefits those

for whom His Son was sent

I've heard it said God wakes the dead

and opens the eyes of their blind hearts

Give your heart to Him

and you will truly live

Evening's Meditation-----------------------------------------------------------

"Now on whom dost thou trust?"—Isaiah 36:5.

READER, this is an important question. Listen to the Christian's answer, and see if it is yours. "On whom dost thou trust?" "I trust," says the Christian, "in a triune God. I trust the Father, believing that He has chosen me from before the foundations of the world; I trust Him to provide for me in pro-vidence, to teach me, to guide me, to correct me if need be, and to bring me home to His own house where the many mansions are. I trust the Son. Very God of very God is He—the man Christ Jesus. I trust in Him to take away all my sins by His own sacrifice, and to adorn me with His perfect righteousness. I trust Him to be my Intercessor, to present my prayers and desires before His Father's throne, and I trust Him to be my Advocate at the last great day, to plead my cause, and to justify me. I trust Him for what He is, for what He has done, and for what He has promised yet to do. And I trust the Holy Spirit—He has begun to save me from my inbred sins; I trust Him to drive them all out; I trust Him to curb my temper, to subdue my will, to enlighten my understanding, to check my passions, to comfort my despondency, to help my weakness, to illuminate my darkness; I trust Him to dwell in me as my life, to reign in me as my king, to sanctify me wholly, spirit, soul, and body, and then to take me up to dwell with the saints in light for ever." Oh, blessed trust! To trust Him whose power will never be exhausted, whose love will never wane, whose kindness will never change, whose faithfulness will never fail, whose wisdom will never be nonplussed, and whose perfect good-ness can never know a diminution! Happy art thou, reader, if this trust is thine! So trusting, thou shalt enjoy sweet peace now, and glory hereafter, and the foundation of thy trust shall never be removed.

C. H. S.