“He delivereth the poor in his affliction , and openeth their ears in oppression” Job 36:15
How oft we seek to glory in
The things that we would do,
When God, in mercy, doth afflict
To give a heart that's true
In moments when we fail to see
In things He sends our way
The face of Him Who lovingly sends
Fire to save the day.
CHORUS
He buildeth up by breaking down,
Both pride and sin within.
Our faith refined to make Him known,
It's Christ we are to win.
And worship Him in holiness;
Give glory to His Name--
His voice will speak majestically,
In Christ we are to win .
(Ps. 29:1,2,4)
Sore troubled minds, Oh look to Him
Whose faithfulness is sure
And glory in the cross you bare,
His gift to make you pure.
Rejoice with Him Oh, righteous one,
Declared before the throne,
By blood and Spirit come to Him,
Who took you for His own.
(Chorus)
In grateful praise and thankfulness
Exalt His Name on high,
Restore to Him His rightful place,
In humbleness draw nigh.
Within, without, His chastening hand
Doth bring us to our knees,
And give to us the grace we need,
That pleasing we shall be.
(Chorus)
How beautiful His precious smile,
To us He doth bestow;
To fix our hope in Him alone,
As homeward we will go
That we may apprehend from Him,
Who apprehended us;
The Prize of Jesus Christ Himself,
All else we count but dust.
Conform us to Thy image,
For Thy own Name sake alone;
That all may come to know
That you are God, and God alone.
He buildeth up by breaking down,
Both pride and sin within.
Our faith refined to make Him known,
It's Christ we are to win.
And worship Him in holiness;
Give glory to His Name--
His voice will speak majestically,
In Christ we are to win .
(1st Pet. 1:3-9; Phil. 3:7-14)
Michael E. Wood
(6-10-09 8:43a.m.)
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