Chastening

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“Furthermore, we have had fathers of our flesh which corrected us, and we gave them reverence: shall we not much rather be in subjection unto the Father of spirits, and live? For they verily for a few days chastened us after their own pleasure; but He for our profit, that we might be partakers of His holiness” (Heb. 12:9-109Furthermore we have had fathers of our flesh which corrected us, and we gave them reverence: shall we not much rather be in subjection unto the Father of spirits, and live? 10For they verily for a few days chastened us after their own pleasure; but he for our profit, that we might be partakers of his holiness. (Hebrews 12:9‑10)).
It is Thy hand, my God!
My sorrow comes from Thee:
I bow beneath Thy chastening rod;
’Tis love that bruises me.
I would not murmur, Lord;
Before Thee I am dumb;
Lest I should breathe one murmuring word,
To Thee for help I come.
My God, Thy name is love;
A Father’s hand is Thine;
With tearful eyes I look above
And cry, “Thy will be mine!”
I know Thy will is right,
Though it may seem severe;
Thy path is still unsullied light,
Though dark it oft appear.
Jesus for me has died;
Thy Son Thou didst not spare:
His pierced hands, His bleeding side,
Thy love for me declare.
Here my poor heart can rest;
My God, it cleaves to Thee:
Thy will is love; Thine end is blest:
All work for good to me.
J. G. Deck