Monday, October 27, 2008

We Rest On Thee


Hello! I'm finally back! I didn't mean to be gone so long, but time got away from me, and well. . . it's a long story.

Yesterday, once again, was a lovely Lord's Day. Actually the whole weekend was a blessing, except for my cold that's been hanging on. It was our annual fall missions conference and our Thanksgiving dinner on Saturday, as well. A precious time of fellowship had by all. The following hymn, which we sang yesterday, ministered to my heart more than anything else the whole weekend. The words of our pastor as he introduced it (we've never sung it before), as well as the lyrics, were needful to me. I think I've mentioned before that I've had a tendency to fret over this election, so I needed to hear these things. He told us that we must remember who our real king is, no matter who becomes President. So, once again, I've been reminded that my king is Jesus, and I will continue to rest in Him, not any man, and no matter what state our union is in.

This beautiful hymn is sung to the same tune as "Be Still My Soul", which is "Finlandia" by Sibelius.


We rest on Thee, our Shield and our Defender!
We go not forth alone against the foe;
Strong in Thy strength, safe in Thy keeping tender,
We rest on Thee, and in Thy Name we go.
Strong in Thy strength, safe in Thy keeping tender,
We rest on Thee, and in Thy Name we go.

Yes, in Thy Name, O Captain of salvation!
In Thy dear Name, all other names above;
Jesus our Righteousness, our sure Foundation,
Our Prince of glory and our King of love.
Jesus our Righteousness, our sure Foundation,
Our Prince of glory and our King of love.

We go in faith, our own great weakness feeling,
And needing more each day Thy grace to know:
Yet from our hearts a song of triumph pealing,
“We rest on Thee, and in Thy Name we go.”
Yet from our hearts a song of triumph pealing,
“We rest on Thee, and in Thy Name we go.”

We rest on Thee, our Shield and our Defender!
Thine is the battle, Thine shall be the praise;
When passing through the gates of pearly splendor,
Victors, we rest with Thee, through endless days.
When passing through the gates of pearly splendor,
Victors, we rest with Thee, through endless days.

~ Edith Cherry

9 comments:

CONNIE'S THOUGHTS FROM THE HEART said...

Wonderful song and words that we all need to hear. Glad you are doing better and that you had a very good mission conference and Thanksgiving dinner. Hope your cold leaves promptly. connie

Anonymous said...

This hymn was sung by Jim Ellis and the other missionaries as they went into the jungle before they were killed by the Auka (?) Indians. Wonderful words - had it at our wedding.

Maxine said...

Thanks Anonymous for letting us know about that! I love hearing background info on the hymns. And what a wonderful wedding song! I never would have thought of that!!
Thanks for stopping by.

Cathy said...

Beautiful words, Maxine, thanks for sharing -

Cami said...

God bless you, Maxine, and I hear ya! My life seems otherwise at a standstill as I intercede for our country right now - I am encouraged that I feel no need to lessen the fervency of my prayers; I am yet invited into His presence with deep supplications. And yes, He is our King, and He is in control!

Mishel said...

Such comforting words during these tumoultous times. No matter what happens next week, Jesus is *still* on the throne!

Susan said...

"He told us that we must remember who our real king is, no matter who becomes President. So, once again, I've been reminded that my king is Jesus, and I will continue to rest in Him, not any man, and no matter what state our union is in."

Amen and Amen to that!!

Thanks so much for sharing that awesome song, and then I just read who wrote it, OH MY!!!

Blessings my sweet friend.

Susan

PS How's that new grandbaby?

HOPE said...

As I read the song..I sang the tune. What wonderful words!

Our Pastor recently preached about the election and the end times... Just a preparation time for us to be with the LORD...

He is coming again..He is coming again..The very same Jesus rejected of men; He's coming again, He's coming again...with pow'r and great glory! He is coming again!

Hymn by Mable Johnston Camp

I'm with you in the "head cold"...perhaps it's our time to rest a bit. ;)

Vicki said...

I'm so encouraged and lifted up by pondering the meaning of these wonderful lyrics. Thank you, dear friend.

love,
Vicki