O let me ne’er forget.

August 29, 2010

This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears
All nature sings, and round me rings the music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought
Of rocks and trees, of skies and seas;
His hand the wonders wrought.

This is my Father’s world. O let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.
This is my Father’s world: the battle is not done:
Jesus Who died shall be satisfied,
And earth and Heav’n be one.

(This Is My Father’s World, Maltbie D. Babcock, 1901)

These two stanzas of the hymn have been surfacing again and again in my thoughts this summer.  Maybe something about being amid redwoods and contemplating over the moody Pacific triggers this song.  Or maybe something about some other somethings.

I appreciate that the writer begins with the natural world.  Is there anything that seems more capricious than nature?  And yet he recognizes its Maker, his Maker, the One who composes the world according to His good pleasure.

But what of the peopled world?  The wrong.  The wrongs.  They do seem oft so strong. And sometimes, they’re overwhelming — to the point where the breaths will hardly come for grief.  Does He compose these, too?

God is the ruler yet. The lessons from general revelation apply here, too.

Can I be sure?

Yes — forever yes — because Jesus who died shall be satisfied.

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4 Responses to “O let me ne’er forget.”

  1. Ramsin Says:

    sometimes your thoughts are like a brief respite, you know that?

  2. tia Says:

    thanks, ramsin … i’m glad. hymns are often that “brief respite” for me …

  3. David Says:

    Hi
    Read this (your post) … and thought of this :-
    (I think it was written for the tune Aurelia)

    “His way is best!” – ‘Tis easy
    When all around is light;
    When men are kind, and all’s well,
    With no dark cloud in sight.
    But when comes down the darkness
    Of sickness or of pain,
    Of persecution, terror –
    ‘Tis hard faith to retain.

    And when your loved ones leave you,
    And when the future’s bleak,
    When hopes are dashed and doubts rise,
    And you feel frail and weak;
    When no one knows how YOU feel,
    And you feel all alone –
    Remember then your Saviour
    Who sits upon the throne.

    For He was once among us,
    He felt your pain and woe;
    And now He is your Shepherd,
    Who’ll never let you go.
    But more, He is the God-Man
    Who knows the future too –
    And He will full accomplish
    His perfect plan for you.

    He loves His blood-bought people,
    He knows your every fear;
    He understands supremely,
    And stores up every tear.
    So as you face the future,
    Although to you unknown,
    Trust in your sovereign Saviour
    Who has made you His own.

  4. tia Says:

    “He loves His blood-bought people” — thanks, david.


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