I have had some pretty ugly things happen to me since I was converted, like being so depressed, so much that I felt like my brain was filled with hornets stinging it over and over again, or seeing my daughter killed by a car, whose driver, was drugged up man who never even had a driver's license. Lindsay was pregnant and her baby died also. .
But I can say that God has made everything beautiful in His time.
The hymn writer put it so well and recently I have been blessed to have read the hymn and sung it in my office with the help of you tube. I know that some of the words are not used today. But here is the poem
Day by day, and with
each passing moment,
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment ,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He, whose heart is kind beyond all measure,
Gives unto each day what He deems best,
Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment ,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He, whose heart is kind beyond all measure,
Gives unto each day what He deems best,
Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.
Every day the Lord
Himself is near me,
With a special mercy for each hour;
All my cares He fain would bear and cheer me
He whose name is Counselor and Power.
The protection of His child and treasure
Is a charge that on Himself He laid;
“As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,“
This the pledge to me He made.
With a special mercy for each hour;
All my cares He fain would bear and cheer me
He whose name is Counselor and Power.
The protection of His child and treasure
Is a charge that on Himself He laid;
“As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,“
This the pledge to me He made.
Help me then, in every tribulation,
So to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation,
Offered me within Thy holy Word.
Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
E’er to take, as from a father’s hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till with Christ the Lord I stand.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lNVCcph6cnI The Antrim Mennonite ChoirSo to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
That I lose not faith’s sweet consolation,
Offered me within Thy holy Word.
Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting,
E’er to take, as from a father’s hand,
One by one, the days, the moments fleeting,
Till with Christ the Lord I stand.
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