Pusey: In Thy hand
Saturday, September 16, 2017
Feast of Cyprian, Bishop of Carthage, Martyr, 258
Commemoration of Ninian, Bishop of Galloway, Apostle to the Picts, c. 430
Commemoration of Edward Bouverie Pusey, Priest, tractarian, 1882
Meditation:
My times are in your hands;
deliver me from my enemies and
from those who pursue me.
Let your face shine on your servant;
save me in your unfailing love.
—Psalm 31:15 (NIV)
Quotation:
“Into God’s hands,” let us now, for the coming year, and for all the years of time, and for eternity, “commend our spirits.” Whether for the Church or for ourselves, let us not take ourselves into our own hands, or choose our own lot. “My times are in Thy hands.” He loveth the Church, which He died to purchase, His Own Body, and all the members of His Own Body, better than we can; He loveth us better and more wisely than we ourselves; He who made us, loveth us better than we who unmade ourselves; He who died for us, better than we who destroy ourselves; He who would sanctify us for a Holy Temple unto Himself, better than we who have defiled what He has hallowed. Fear we not anything which threateneth; shrink we not back from anything which falleth on us. Rather let us, though with trembling, hold up our hearts to Him, to make them His Own, in what way He willeth.
... Edward B. Pusey (1800-1882), Sermons during the season from Advent to Whitsuntide, Oxford: John Henry Parker, 1848, p. 104 (see the book)
See also Ps. 31:15-16,5; Luke 23:46; Rom. 8:38-39; 2 Tim. 1:12; Tit. 3:4-7
Quiet time reflection:
Lord, my heart is in Your hands.CQOD Blog email RSS
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Feast of Cyprian, Bishop of Carthage, Martyr, 258
Commemoration of Ninian, Bishop of Galloway, Apostle to the Picts, c. 430
Commemoration of Edward Bouverie Pusey, Priest, tractarian, 1882
Meditation:
My times are in your hands;
deliver me from my enemies and
from those who pursue me.
Let your face shine on your servant;
save me in your unfailing love.
—Psalm 31:15 (NIV)
Quotation:
“Into God’s hands,” let us now, for the coming year, and for all the years of time, and for eternity, “commend our spirits.” Whether for the Church or for ourselves, let us not take ourselves into our own hands, or choose our own lot. “My times are in Thy hands.” He loveth the Church, which He died to purchase, His Own Body, and all the members of His Own Body, better than we can; He loveth us better and more wisely than we ourselves; He who made us, loveth us better than we who unmade ourselves; He who died for us, better than we who destroy ourselves; He who would sanctify us for a Holy Temple unto Himself, better than we who have defiled what He has hallowed. Fear we not anything which threateneth; shrink we not back from anything which falleth on us. Rather let us, though with trembling, hold up our hearts to Him, to make them His Own, in what way He willeth.
... Edward B. Pusey (1800-1882), Sermons during the season from Advent to Whitsuntide, Oxford: John Henry Parker, 1848, p. 104 (see the book)
See also Ps. 31:15-16,5; Luke 23:46; Rom. 8:38-39; 2 Tim. 1:12; Tit. 3:4-7
Quiet time reflection:
Lord, my heart is in Your hands.
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posted by Robert McAnally Adams at 9/16/2017 02:00:00 AM
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