Heart-sick

From The Dying Thief- Charles H. Spurgeon

The fact is, there is nothing so good but men can pervert it into evil, if they have evil hearts: 

the justice of God is made a motive for despair, and his mercy an argument for sin. 

Wicked men will drown themselves in the rivers of truth as readily as in the pools of error. 

He that has a mind to destroy himself can choke his soul with the Bread of life, 

or dash himself in pieces against the Rock of ages. 

There is no doctrine of the grace of God so gracious 

that graceless men may not turn it into licentiousness.

Jesus, Lover of My Soul - The Living Stones Quartet

Sometimes the heart gets sick

The evils of this world

Can cruelly cut us to the quick

So shamelessly unfurled

Debauchery and greed

Pay no heed to the cost

But dark and dangerously feed

On lost leading the lost

The troubles that we face

Would crush and overthrow

But for the fountain of God’s grace

That washes white as snow

Beware of the soul’s foe

The craft of finite pow’r

Who seeks while roaming to and fro

All who he can devour

Dear soul, be on thy guard

Take up thy Spirit-sword

Lest, by a lie you should discard

The armour of the Lord

Lest, by sin’s sleight of hand

We lose sight of the Prize

Without God’s armour, who can stand

Against satan’s disguise

Sometimes, the heart is sick

Of evil’s hellish sway

Oh God, when life cuts to the quick

Hear the tears that we pray

...and let Belief's increase

Be more than idle talk

Lest faith is shattered piece by piece

Against the Solid Rock

© Janet Martin

Psalm 62:1-2

Truly my soul finds rest in God;
    my salvation comes from him.

Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
    he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.