Sunday's Peace

Abide With Me

Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide.

The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!

when other helpers fail and comforts flee, 

Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day. 

Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away.

Change and decay in all around I see;

O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour.

What but Thy grace can foil the Tempter's pow'r?

Who,like thyself, my guide and stay can be?

Thro' cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me!

I fear no foe,with Thee at hand to bless;

Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.

Where is death's sting?Where,grave, thy victory?

 I triumph still if Thou abide with me.

Hold thou Thy cross before my closing eyes; 

Shine thro' the gloom, and point me to the skies.

Heav'n's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee!

In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!

                                              --Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847

Dairymom's Sunday Perspective

It was a week of frustration and disappointment for me but I am fortunate to have a Mother who often gives me good advice that helps me to put things in perspective. This advice works for wherever we are serving or living whether its on the mountaintop or down in the gutter.

 

"He has shown you,

O mortal, what is good.

And what does the Lord require of you?

To act justly,

to love mercy,

and to walk humbly with your God."

------Micah 6:8

 

That works in the State House,

 

 

The County Court House,

 

 

or down on the dairy farm.

 

Hope you have a great week!