"The same God who directs the earth in its orbit...has promised to supply thee with daily strength"

Lift up your eyes on high

And see who has created these stars,

The One who leads forth their host by number,

He calls them all by name;

Because of the greatness of His might and the strength of His power,

Not one of them is missing.

Isaiah 40:26

Because of God’s tender mercy,

The Morning Light from heaven is about to break upon us,

 To give light to those who sit in darkness & in the shadow of death,

And to guide us to the path of peace.”

Luke 1:78-79

 It came upon the midnight clear,

That glorious song of old,

From angels bending near the earth,

To touch their harps of gold;

Peace on the earth, good will to men,

From Heaven’s all gracious King.

The world in solemn stillness lay,

To hear the angels sing.

And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,

Whose forms are bending low,

Who toil along the climbing way

With painful steps and slow,

Look now! for glad and golden hours

Come swiftly on the wing.

O rest beside the weary road,

And hear the angels sing!

EDMUND H. SEARS

                                                                                                                                                      

God has a strong reserve with which to discharge this engagement; for He is able to do all things.  Believer, till thou canst drain dry the ocean of omnipotence, till thou canst break into pieces the towering mountains of almighty strength, thou never needest to fear.  Whilst the earth’s huge pillars stand, thou hast enough reason to abide firm in thy faith.  The same God who directs the earth in its orbit, who feeds the burning furnace of the sun, and trims the lamps of heaven, has promised to supply thee with daily strength.  While He is able to uphold the universe, dream not that He will prove unable to fulfill His own promises.  Remember what He did in the days of old, in the former generations.  Remember how He spake and it was done; how He commanded, and it stood fast.  Shall He that created the world grow weary?  He hangeth the world upon nothing; shall He who doth this be unable to support He children?  Shall He be unfaithful to His word for want of power?  Who is it that restrains the tempest?  Doth not He ride upon the wings of the wind, and make the clouds His chariots, and hold the ocean in the hollow of His hand?  How can He fail thee?  When He has put such a faithful promise as this on record, wilt thou for a moment  indulge the thought that He has outpromised Himself, and gone beyond His power to fulfill?  Ah, no!  Thou canst doubt no longer.

CHARLES SPURGEON  (1834-1892)

 There is no soul so low in it’s need but He can touch it because He has descended into the depths of Hades; now from the zenith throne of His ascended glory He can reach the furthest and remotest points of spiritual need; as the sun can cover a wider area when it sits regnant in the sky at noon, than when pillowing its chin upon the western wave.

F. B. MEYER (1847-1929)

His very word of grace is strong

As that which built the skies;

The voice that rolls the stars along

Speaks all the promises.

Engraved as in eternal brass

The mighty promise shines;

Nor can the powers of darkness ‘rase

Those everlasting lines.

How would my leaping heart rejoice,

And think my heav’n secure!

I trust the All-Creating Voice,

And faith desires no more.

ISAAC WATTS -1707