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Thursday, April 3, 2014

Peaches, Apples with Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine and Not worthy, Lord, to gather up the crumbs

Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine;
Living with Jesus, a new life divine;
Looking to Jesus ‘till glory doth shine,
Moment by moment, O Lord, I am Thine.

Never a trial that He is not there,
Never a burden that He doth not bear,
Never a sorrow that He doth not share,
Moment by moment I’m under His care.

Never a heartache, and never a groan,
Never a teardrop and never a moan;
Never a danger but there on the throne,
Moment by moment, He thinks of His own.

Never a weakness that He doth not feel,
Never a sickness that He cannot heal;
Moment by moment, in woe or in weal,
Jesus, my Saviour, abides with me still.

Moment by moment I’m kept in His love;
Moment by moment I’ve life from above;
Looking to Jesus till glory doth shine;
Moment by moment, Oh, Lord, I am Thine.
                        D. W. Whittle
Not worthy, Lord, to gather up the crumbs
  With trembling hand that from Thy table fall,
A weary, heavy-laden sinner comes
  To plead Thy promise and obey thy call.

I am not worthy to be thought Thy child,
  Nor sit the last and lowest at Thy board;
Too long a wanderer and too oft beguiled,
  I only ask one reconciling word.

One word from Thee, my Lord, one smile, one look,
  And I could face the cold, rough world again;
And with that treasure in my heart could brook
  The wrath of devils and the scorn of men.

I hear Thy voice; Thou bidd’st me come and rest;
  I come, I kneel, I clasp Thy pierced feet;
Thou bidd’st me take my place, a welcome guest
  Among Thy saints, and of Thy banquet eat.

My praise can only breathe itself in prayer,
  My prayer can only lose itself in Thee;
Dwell Thou for ever in my heart, and there,
  Lord, let me sup with Thee; sup Thou with me.

Bishop Edward H. Bickersteth

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