Rubies Like Ruth: Poetry

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Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Be Still, My Soul

The words to this old hymn really blessed me the other day. I pray that you will take the time to read through them and be blessed as well.

Words: Katherina von Schelegel

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side;

Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;

Leave to thy God to order and provide;

In every change He faithful will remain.

Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend

Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Photography by Amanda T.

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake

To guide the future as He has the past.

Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;

All now mysterious shall be bright at last.

Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know

His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on

When we shall be forever with the Lord,

When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,

Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.

Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past,

All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

Monday, August 22, 2011

May the Mind of Christ, my Savior

Lyrics by Kate B. Wilkinson (1859-1928)

May the mind of Christ, my Savior,

live in me from day to day,

by his love and power controlling

all I do and say.

All photographs by Amanda T.

May the word of God dwell richly

in my heart from hour to hour,

so that all may see I triumph

only through his power.

May the peace of God, my Father,

rule my life in everything,

that I may be calm to comfort

sick and sorrowing.

May the love of Jesus fill me

as the waters fill the sea.

Him exalting, self abasing:

this is victory.

May I run the race before me,

strong and brave to face the foe,

looking only unto Jesus

as I onward go.

Friday, July 8, 2011

I Want A Principle Within

Last Sunday, we sang this hymn in church and I thought it was an excellent prayer for girls who are striving to stay pure at heart.

I want a principle within

Of watchful, godly fear,

A sensibility of sin,

A pain to feel it near.

I want the first approach to feel

Of pride or wrong desire,

To catch the wandering of my will,

And quench the kindling fire.

From Thee that I no more may stray,

No more Thy goodness grieve,

Grant me the filial awe, I pray,

The tender conscience give.

Quick as the apple of an eye,

O God, my conscience make;

Awake my soul when sin is nigh,

And keep it still awake.



Almighty God of truth and love,
To me Thy power impart;
The mountain from my soul remove, 
The hardness from my heart.
O may the least omission pain 
My reawakened soul,
And drive me to that blood again, 
Which makes the wounded whole. 
~~~
Words by hymn-writer Charles Wesley

Saturday, April 23, 2011

The Willing Sacrifice

From Hymns and Poems by A.L.O.E. Public Domain.

The precious blood of Christ my Lord,

The Saviour all-divine,

Was shed to cleanse men’s souls from guilt;

That blood has flowed for mine!

But what return can sinners make

For love so great, so free?

All is too little, oh! my God,

To sacrifice to Thee.

If all I possessed on earth,

Before Thy feet were laid,

Light as the dust the gift would prove

In heaven’s balance weighed.

The costly treasures of the skies

Thou didst resign for me;

All is too little, oh! my God,

To sacrifice to Thee.

But Thou wilt not disdain a heart

That would Thy word obey,

That loves to own the mighty debt

It never hopes to pay.

For were each hair upon my head

A separate life to be,

All were too little, oh! my God,

To sacrifice to Thee.

~~~

Photograph taken from publicdomainpictures.net.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

He Died for Me

This poem was penned by John Newton, who is most known for his hymn, "Amazing Grace."

I saw One hanging on a tree,
In agony and blood;
He fixed His languid eyes on me,
As near His cross I stood.