Saturday, July 10, 2021


First, when I got up this morning a wave of woe washed over me;

So much would-be worry and want, without true trust in One greater!

 Wonderful, Merciful Saviour

Wonder-full, though oft-times dismayed
By disappointment’s rending rod
In spite of plans and dreams waylaid
Nothing separates us from God

Wonder-full, though heart-cries resound
With grief where unbelief is bold
Because iniquity abounds
The love of many has waxed cold

Wonder still fills the heart with awe
To think, God, rich in mercy gave
His Son to die because He saw
How many souls His death would save

He did not, in the face of hate
Retaliate, but cried ‘forgive’
His suffering, so very great
So that the least may look and live

Thus, we may live, still wonder-full
In spite of hardship’s draining toll
God’s Word and love none can annul
Or thwart the Saviour of the soul

© Janet Martin

Wishing you a weekend filled with wonder!

So much to steal our breath in His Word and in His works!

Psalm 10: 12-18

Arise, Lord! Lift up your hand, O God.
    Do not forget the helpless.
13 Why does the wicked man revile God?
    Why does he say to himself,
    “He won’t call me to account”?
14 But you, God, see the trouble of the afflicted;
    you consider their grief and take it in hand.
The victims commit themselves to you;
    you are the helper of the fatherless.
15 Break the arm of the wicked man;
    call the evildoer to account for his wickedness
    that would not otherwise be found out.

The Lord is King for ever and ever;
    the nations will perish from his land.
17 You, Lord, hear the desire of the afflicted;
    you encourage them, and you listen to their cry,
18 defending the fatherless and the oppressed,
    so that mere earthly mortals
    will never again strike terror.

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