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1
There are times and times again, When my love seems far away; The hours would stretch, the days turn gray; All the while, I know not how, In my darkest hour, He prays In the saints, oh, for my sake.
GThere
are
Em
times
and times again,
CWhen
my
D
love
seems far away;
GThe
hours would
Em
stretch,
the days turn
C-D
gray;
GAll
the
Em
while,
I know not how,
CIn
my
D
darkest
hour, He prays
GIn
the
Em
saints,
oh, for my
Em-D
sake.
By a touch of His dear love, By the sound of His sweet voice, Whispers from above, Spoken through men of clay. And this world just fades away. (Let this world just fade away.)
CBy
a
D
touch
of His dear
G-Em
love,
CBy
the
D
sound
of His sweet
G
voice,
Whispers
Em
from
a
Em-C
bove,
Spoken
D
through
men of
D-Em
clay.
CAnd
this
D7
world
just fades
a
D7-G
way.
(
C
Let
this
D7
world
just fade
a
D7-G
way.)
2
Blinded soul, I cannot see What this world has done to me; My heart grows cold and life would bleed; Then He comes, knocks on my door, Through the saints—and there they stand With the Lord, oh, for my need!
Blinded soul, I cannot see
What this world has done to me;
My heart grows cold and life would bleed;
Then He comes, knocks on my door,
Through the saints—and there they stand
With the Lord, oh, for my need!
GBlinded
Em
soul,
I cannot see
CWhat
this
D
world
has done to me;
GMy
heart grows cold
Em
and
life would bleed;
GThen
He
Em
comes,
knocks on my door,
CThrough
the
D
saints—and
there they stand
GWith
the
Em
Lord,
oh, for my
Em-D
need!
By a touch of His dear love, By the sound of His sweet voice, Whispers from above, Spoken through men of clay. And this world just fades away. (Let this world just fade away.)
This song reminded me of how patient and caring our God is to us. He is ever so tender and sweet, whispering and speaking words of love to us even when we're far away in the lowest valleys. I can testify that whenever my heart is turned to the Lord, the world just doesn't matter at all anymore. By touching Jesus, this world just fades away! Hallelujah!!
I loved this song first time I heard it, oh Lord it really does reflect my current situation right now, but praise the Lord He has managed to turn me back using the dear saints.
"Then He comes, knocks on my door,
Through the saints—and there they stand
With the Lord, oh, for my need!"
Sometimes we are just very lonely. And it seems that we can't touch the Lord. But when the Lord seems far away, the saints are near! The saints coming to us is Christ coming to us. The saints' speaking is Christ's speaking. Christ visits us in such a practical way!
Other times, we have needs we cannot speak of. We can't request of others and we can't request of the saints, but the Lord meets it through the saints! Isn't it true He knows our needs! And He is lived out through the saints. We're not a mere slogan "members of the body of Christ", but each part of Christ is Christ Himself! Don't we treasure every member? Every member is the Christ we love!
Lord, thank You for Your unlimited and unconditional love for us. You are still available for us. You are all-inclusive and everything to us. Thank You Lord that You are still showing us that You are our only need.
It's amazing that even though we are so blind sometimes and our heart turns so far from God, even in this darkest hour Jesus is still Lord, and He is still praying for us through the saints and as the interceding One.
It is like the song "what made you Lord to die for me", His endurance and never fading love always defeats me, I can never win :)
Praise the Lord! Only by loving Him will then the world fade away. Oh how we love His whispering--so sweet and tender. Even there are so many times we've been blinded, we cannot see the Lord is there with us, but praise the Lord for His sweetest voice that calls us back with His interceding Spirit that cares for us and look after us day by day. WE LOVE YOU LORD AND BY YOUR LOVE LET US JUST LEAVE THIS WORLD BEHIND US. OH, HOW WE PRAISE HIM!!!
What a comforting word for my everyday life. More and more we really need to love the saints. Praise the Lord for the Body. In my darkest hours, the Lord is praying for me (in the saints) for my sake. When my heart grows cold, the Lord knocks on my door (with the saints) for my need. Oh what dear love! Oh how sweet His voice is! Hallelujah for the Body life! Lord Jesus I love You!
Wow, I just picture the Lord knocking at my door and the rest of the saints, His Body, behind Him (there they stand). This is a wonderful image of the Lord's love for us as well as the saints loving care for us.