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1
Not what I am, O Lord, but what Thou art; That, that alone, can be my soul’s true rest; Thy love, not mine, bids fear and doubt depart, And stills the tempest of my tossing breast.
DNot
G
what
I
D
am,
O
G
Lord,
but
A7
what
Thou
D
art;
That,
E
that
a
A
lone,
D
can
A
be
my
E7
soul's
true
A
rest;
DThy
A
love,
not
D
mine,
bids fear and doubt
de
D-A
part,
GAnd
A7
stills
the
D
tempest
G
of
my
Dtoss
A7
ing
D
breast.
2
It is Thy perfect love that casts out fear; I know the voice that speaks the It is I, And in these well-known words of heavenly cheer I hear the joy that bids each sorrow fly.
It is Thy perfect love that casts out fear;
I know the voice that speaks the It is I,
And in these well-known words of heavenly cheer
I hear the joy that bids each sorrow fly.
DIt
G
is
Thy
D
perfect
G
love
that
A7
casts
out
D
fear;
I
E
know
the
A
voice
D
that
A
speaks
the
E7
It
is
A
I,
DAnd
A
in
these
D
well-known
words of
D-A
heavenly
cheer
GI
A7
hear
the
D
joy
that
G
bids
each
D A7
sorrow
D
fly.
3
Thy Name is Love! I hear it from yon Cross; Thy Name is Love! I read it in yon tomb: All meaner love is perishable dross, But this shall light me through time’s thickest gloom.
Thy Name is Love! I hear it from yon Cross;
Thy Name is Love! I read it in yon tomb:
All meaner love is perishable dross,
But this shall light me through time's thickest gloom.
DThy
G
Name
is
D
Love!
I
G
hear
it
A7
from
yon
D
Cross;
Thy
E
Name
is
A
Love!
D
I
A
read
it
E7
in
yon
A
tomb:
DAll
A
meaner
D
love
is perishable
D-A
dross,
GBut
A7
this
shall
D
light
me
G
through
time's
D A7
thickest
D
gloom.
4
It blesses now, and shall for ever bless; It saves me now, and shall for ever save; It holds me up in days of helplessness, It bears me safely o’er each swelling wave.
It blesses now, and shall for ever bless;
It saves me now, and shall for ever save;
It holds me up in days of helplessness,
It bears me safely o'er each swelling wave.
DIt
G
blesses
D
now,
and
G
shall
for
A7
ever
D
bless;
It
E
saves
me
A
now,
D
and
A
shall
for
E7
ever
A
save;
DIt
A
holds
me
D
up
in days of
D-A
helplessness,
GIt
A7
bears
me
D
safely
G
o'er
each
D A7
swelling
D
wave.
5
’Tis what I know of Thee, my Lord and God, That fills my soul with peace, my lips with song; Thou art my health, my joy, my staff, my rod; Leaning on Thee, in weakness I am strong.
’Tis what I know of Thee, my Lord and God,
That fills my soul with peace, my lips with song;
Thou art my health, my joy, my staff, my rod;
Leaning on Thee, in weakness I am strong.
D’Tis
G
what
I
D
know
of
G
Thee,
my
A7
Lord
and
D
God,
That
E
fills
my
A
soul
D
with
A
peace,
my
E7
lips
with
A
song;
DThou
A
art
my
D
health,
my joy, my staff, my
D-A
rod;
G A7Leaning
on
D
Thee,
in
G
weakness
D
I
A7
am
D
strong.
6
More of Thyself, Oh, show me, hour by hour; More of Thy glory, O my God and Lord; More of Thyself in all Thy grace and power; More of Thy love and truth, Incarnate Word.
So encouraging to see and enter into the fellowship saints throughout the centuries have experienced. “ ‘Tis what I know of Thee, my Lord and God…. ” That deep, inner knowing of God that the apostle John writes of in 1 John.
Horatius Bonar entered the ministry as a pastor of a North parish in the rural town of Kelso in Scotland. He spent 20 years there pastoring,writing and evangelizing. At the time, the Scottish Church had no substantial library of hymns but sang instead metrical Psalms.
Bonar began to write hymns before he was ordained when he was a Sunday school teacher. He found that young people had little love for words or tunes they were singing so he set out to write hymns with simpler words and already familiar tunes. The result was a positive one.
His love for children came from a tragedy in his life. He and his wife lost 5 children in rapid succession. Yet he had hundreds of children in Sunday school. In later life, his daughter widowed and came to live with him and her five children. Horatius said that God gave him back the five he lost with his five grandchildren.
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Not what I am, O Lord, but what Thou art
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