He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
and increases the power of the weak.
Isaiah 40:29
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Many of the old time hymns were written out of great affliction. The stories behind most of them show extreme strength of the writer, which could only come from the Lord. It's obvious many of these hymns were divinely inspired. It's also obvious to me that the hymn writer's suffering was not in vain. I suffer quietly (usually) with my health on a daily basis and these hymns bring such a comfort to me. I find when I'm the weakest physically and emotionally, I'm the strongest spiritually.
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The hymn He Giveth More Grace was written by Annie Johnson Flint (1866-1932). Having lost both parents before the age of 6, adopted, and later in her teens afflicted with crippling arthritis in her hands leaving her unable to play the piano and even open her hands. She took to writing poetry by using her knuckles to type out the words on a typewriter. She based the hymn on three scriptures, one is at the beginning of this post. The others are James 4:6, and Jude 2. Here are the lyrics to this encouraging hymn which I've clung to many times.
He giveth more grace as our burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength as our labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials he multiplies peace.
He sendeth more strength as our labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials he multiplies peace.
His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.
When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.
His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.
Thank you for stopping by today my friends. I hope you found the lyrics of this hymn to be encouraging to you. Have a blessed day.
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Thanks, Abby! A great encouragement to one in need of much strength these days - physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually.
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May He lift you this day . . .
Joy!
Kathy
Abby,
ReplyDeleteAnother of my very favorite hymns -- on a day that I needed the reminder!!!
I always find the story behind hymns to be interesting -- thanks for sharing this one with us!
Thinking of you and praying for you... Esther
I didn't know the story behind this hymn. I've experienced the grace though...God has given, and given and given again.
ReplyDeleteSo encouraging, Abby. God always comforts through the pain of others. Thank you for being willing to be the conduit to encourage me today.
I love old hymns too and recently bought a book with some of their stories in it. Love birds too and am your newest follower.
ReplyDeleteThank you Abby! It's so wonderful to be inspired by the stories of the hymn writers, what a blessing to realize that when we are weak then HE is strong. I need to pull out my Fanny Crosby biography and read it again! God bless and have a wonderful weekend.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for the lovely images. I clicked on the link & read the incredible story about the woman who was lost & now found. What an amazing God we serve. Thank you for your sharing spirit.
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Sharron♥
what a sweet blog. God bless your handiwork. thanks for sharing!
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