Glorified Art Thou, O Lord My God! Every Man





Glorified art Thou, O Lord my God! Every man of insight confesseth Thy

sovereignty and Thy dominion, and every discerning eye perceiveth the

greatness of Thy majesty and the compelling power of Thy might. The winds

of tests are powerless to hold back them that enjoy near access to Thee

from setting their faces towards the horizon of Thy glory, and the

tempests of trials must fail to draw away and hinder such as are wholly

devoted to Thy will from approaching Thy court.



Methinks, the lamp of Thy love is burning in their hearts, and the light

of Thy tenderness is lit within their breasts. Adversities are incapable

of estranging them from Thy Cause, and the vicissitudes of fortune can

never cause them to stray from Thy pleasure.



I beseech Thee, O my God, by them and by the sighs which their hearts

utter in their separation from Thee, to keep them safe from the mischief

of Thine adversaries, and to nourish their souls with what Thou hast

ordained for Thy loved ones on whom shall come no fear and who shall not

be put to grief.





By The Righteousness Of God My Well-beloved! Glory To Thee, O My God! One Of Thy Handmaidens, facebooktwittergoogle_plusredditpinterestlinkedinmail

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