Thursday, October 27, 2011

Praise God!

We got good news today. Praise the Lord for good news! My mother's scans show a 40% decrease in size of her largest measurable tumor in her liver. There is still minimal fluid in her right pleural lining, but there is no growth there or in her spine.

When I read the text from my dad in my car, Doxology immediately started in my mind, a chorus of angels singing their praise between my ears, and I wanted to pull my car over and lie face down on the green grass and just soak in His glory! I have never in my life felt so appreciative... for anything... I didn't even feel this way when either one of my children was born! It's the hardest emotion to describe, yet one I am so very grateful to have experienced in my lifetime.

So, I Googled Doxology and found out it came from another hymn, Awake My Soul, and with the Sun. And when I read the words, I just thought it was the most beautiful thing I had ever read. So I thought I would share it here today for all of you to enjoy. And just as a huge Praise God from me!

Thank you, Lord... words cannot express my gratitude to You, Lord... there are no words! Thank you, Jesus!


Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise,
To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Thy precious time misspent, redeem,
Each present day thy last esteem,
Improve thy talent with due care;
For the great day thyself prepare.
By influence of the Light divine
Let thy own light to others shine.
Reflect all Heaven’s propitious ways
In ardent love, and cheerful praise.
In conversation be sincere;
Keep conscience as the noontide clear;
Think how all seeing God thy ways
And all thy secret thoughts surveys.
Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praise to the eternal King.
All praise to Thee, who safe has kept
And hast refreshed me while I slept
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake
I may of endless light partake.
Heav’n is, dear Lord, where’er Thou art,
O never then from me depart;
For to my soul ’tis hell to be
But for one moment void of Thee.
Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;
Disperse my sins as morning dew.
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with Thyself my spirit fill.
Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say,
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.
I would not wake nor rise again
And Heaven itself I would disdain,
Wert Thou not there to be enjoyed,
And I in hymns to be employed.
Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

1 comment:

Chelle said...

This is such good news! Hugs to you and yours!