They are a blesssing, but sometimes misunderstood.I think that the Hymns are like the dictionary for the diddies!
Father, I know that all my life is portioned out for me, The changes that are sure to come, I do not fear to see. I ask Thee for a present mind! Intent on pleasing Thee.What an in depth perspective of what we are asking in "Be Glorified, Today" Help, Lord for me to keep my sanity in the midst of the crisis. Help Lord, me to keep my eye on the intention of my life that I have set for myself.
Like a pivot, on the tennis court: would you know how to do it, were it not instructed to you. Can we be sure, what we are praying in Be Glorified? I don't want to be outside of Your will, but I can't possibly know what that is. God's will isn't mystical, in terms of obedience. But we make it so, when we pray such bland and unspecific prayers in corporate worship. Help! is the prayer when I am drowning But Present mind prayers, when my soul can think to articulate my request.
Father, I know that all my life Is portioned out for me,
And the changes that are sure to come,I do not fear to see;
But I ask Thee for a present mindIntent on pleasing Thee.
I ask Thee for a thoughtful love,Through constant watching wise,
To meet the glad with joyful smiles,And to wipe the weeping eyes;
And a heart at leisure from itself,To soothe and sympathize.
I would not have the restless willThat hurries to and fro,
Seeking for some great thing to do,Or secret thing to know;
I would be treated as a child,And guided where I go.
Wherever in the world I am,In whatsoe'er estate,
I have a fellowship with heartsTo keep and cultivate;
And a work of lowly love to doFor the Lord on whom I wait.
So I ask Thee for the daily strength,To none that ask denied, And a mind to blend with outward life While keeping at Thy side; Content to fill a little space, If Thou be glorified. And if some things I do not ask, In my cup of blessing be, I would have my spirit filled the more With grateful love to Thee — More careful — not to serve Thee much, But to please Thee perfectly. There are briers besetting every path, That call for patient care; There is a cross in every lot, And an earnest need for prayer; But a lowly heart that leans on Thee Is happy anywhere. In a service which Thy will appoints, There are no bonds for me; For my inmost heart is taught “the truth” That makes Thy children “free;” And a life of self–renouncing love, Is a life of liberty. Hymns and Meditations, 1873