Tuesday, February 28, 2012

HymnBook Devotions: Be Still, My Soul


Be still, my soul; the Lord is on thy side.
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change He faithful will remain.
Be still, my soul; thy best, they heav’nly Friend
Thro’ thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

When grief hits hard – grief of a loss of a loved one, grief that there is no one to love, grief of a change or circumstance or test forced upon you . . . . When nothing makes sense and every morning, afternoon, and evening is a struggle . . . . When the pain is so intense you can hardly breathe . . . . Be still. God provides strength and stability and order. He is your BFF and will bring you through to victory.


            Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
            To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and wind still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.

When the future is so foggy that you can only see one day at a time . . . . When tomorrow seems as a tsunami, bringing the powerful wave swirling about your feet and up your legs, threatening to pull you out into the deep, dark unknown . . . . When your hope is whirling as a tornado, whipping around you so fast that you can’t grasp hold . . . . Be still. God is your point man. He knows where you have been and he knows where you need to go and he has the power to guide you through.

Be still, my soul; the hour is hast’ning on
When we shall be forever with the Lord,
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul; when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed we shall meet at last.

When the disappointments with relationships, circumstances, or consequences overwhelm . . . . When grief seems to envelope – grief over the condition of the world, the heinousness of the human race, the grim outlook of the future . . . . When fear pins you down and you are unable to venture out of the closet or from under the bed . . . . Be still. The Lord is coming soon and you will never be separated from Him. There will be no more disappointment, no more grief, no more fear.

Come quickly, Lord Jesus.

Words of Be Still, My Soul by Katharina von Schlegel, 1752

Does this hymn speak to your soul today?


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