Tune: Franconia
('Blest are the pure in heart')
Psalm 28 v.7-9
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The Lord is my strength, shield
My heart trusted, did yield
To Him, and I am helped, therefore
My heart rejoices sure
Great praises I do give
My song make while I live
The Lord our strength, our salvaiton
E'en to every nation
And He the saving strength
Of His Son, all the length
Of the Messiah's days He be
God's anointed one, see
Save your people, O Lord
Prosper them in your word
[And] Bless your inheritance, us feed
Sustain, we e'er you need
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: February 19th, 2024 03:18
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 6.6.8.6. The words in italics in the last verse, are one of the 'responses' in Evening Prayer services in some churches. It seems we inherit God, and He inherits us.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments7
the concept you allude to is inherently confusing ..
Thanks N. I mean in the sense of God giving us strength, not that we save strength of ourselves. is the matter elucidated now, or still clear as mud?!
And you inherit KP. 😁
Thanks AP. Yes, arrgghhh! heehee.
Lovely reciprocal relationship!
Thanks B. Pity I inherit KP, but it can't be helped! lol.
Trust, faith, belief, all elements needed in life as well as religion. Strong words Orchi. Nicely worded.
Thanks SB. None of the elements that I apply to life with KP though! lol.
Beautiful Orchi
Beauty.
Thanks T.
Good one Orchi.
Thanks Gold.
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