The Remnant Weeps

Subject: The Remnant Weeps Wed Nov 11, 2015 3:57 am

The Remnant Weeps

(The Sermon on the Mount by Carl Heinrich Bloch)

“God does not give us overcoming life-He gives us life as we overcome” ( Oswald Chambers)

I must weep
When I contemplate mercy
Things so fully
And freely now mine
From a God
Who imagined my coming
Long before the
Beginning of time.
Precious Love
That is never discouraged
And a Wisdom
That governs my walk
And a sense of
That time just to listen
Or that time when disciples must talk.
Oh I know
Of the stuff I am fashioned
And I know when the dark thoughts invade
But I weep
At this Grace yield unending
And assurances
Heavenly made.
Who am I
To be called from the masses?
Who am I
To hold court with the King?
Who am I
To enjoy that reunion
When my Saviour explains everything?

(James Tissot)

Subject: Re: The Remnant Weeps Wed Nov 11, 2015 5:38 am

Ah, but tis' the finest a weepin' it tis'...yes indeed!
Hurts the eyes so good...feel the sting o' tha' salt, breathe in the invigarhratun' usheen aarh (arrrh ...be those see-gulls I haarrh laddie?). Aye' thar' be life aboundun' in theez livun' wataarhs by God's good grace! Who darrh'd tuh' taarh' a page outta' me good book?!