Amid the gathering tempest that filled my soul with dread,
He drew me to His bosom and gave His peace instead.
And thus in loving-kindness, He unto me hath shown,
My need to day, and ever, is just Himself alone!
He drew me to His bosom and gave His peace instead.
And thus in loving-kindness, He unto me hath shown,
My need to day, and ever, is just Himself alone!
Avis B. Christiansen (1895-1985), author of many hymns such as Blessed Redeemer, It Is Glory Just to Walk with Him, Jesus Has Lifted Me, Love Found a Way, Victory in Jesus
My King Jesus...hath broken upon the poor prisoner's soul like the swelling of Jordan...a great high spring-tide of the consolations of Christ have overflowed me....I care not for fire nor torture. They have sent me here to feast with my King....The Bridegroom's love hath run away with my heart. O love, love, love! O sweet are my royal King's chains!
Samuel Rutherford, letter from prison, Aberdeen, 22 November 1637