Time
with Jesus - 5 Dec 2013
Hi all,
While thinking about what to write today, I suddenly recalled the Hymn, “Who
is on the Lord’s Side”? Google took me to the authoress as well as the words of
the hymn. Some details of her life revealed many aspects of her ministry
similar to those the Lord has granted me. A short biography is included below.
Frances R. Havergal (1836-1879)
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Who is on the Lord’s side? Who
will serve the King?
Who will be His helpers, other
lives to bring?
Who will leave the world’s side?
Who will face the foe?
Who is on the Lord’s side? Who
for Him will go?
By Thy call of mercy, by Thy
grace divine,
We are on the Lord’s
side—Saviour, we are Thine!
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Jesus, Thou hast bought us, not
with gold or gem,
But with Thine own life blood,
for Thy diadem;
With Thy blessing filling each
who comes to Thee,
Thou hast made us willing, Thou
hast made us free.
By Thy grand redemption, by Thy
grace divine,
We are on the Lord’s
side—Saviour, we are Thine!
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Fierce may be the conflict,
strong may be the foe,
But the King’s own army none can
overthrow;
’Round His standard ranging,
victory is secure,
For His truth unchanging makes
the triumph sure.
Joyfully enlisting, by Thy grace
divine,
We are on the Lord’s
side—Saviour, we are Thine!
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Chosen to be soldiers, in an
alien land,
Chosen, called, and faithful, for
our Captain’s band,
In the service royal, let us not
grow cold;
Let us be right loyal, noble,
true and bold.
Master, Thou wilt keep us, by Thy
grace divine,
Always on the Lord’s
side—Saviour, always Thine!
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Frances Ridley Havergal was a Christian devotional writer, poetess, hymn
writer and musician who was born December 14, 1836, into a cultured, religious
family at Astley, Worcestershire, England. She was the youngest child of
William Henry Havergal, a Church of England minister and noted poet and church
musician who authored about 100 hymns.
At the age of 3, Miss Havergal could read; at the age of 4, she began
reading and memorizing the Bible; at 7 she began writing verse. When she was
eleven, her mother died after a long period of suffering. Miss Havergal was
converted and committed her life to Christ in 1851, at the age of 14. She said,
"I committed my soul to the Saviour ... earth and heaven seemed brighter
from that moment; I did trust the Lord Jesus."
Educated at home and in private schools in Worcester, England, and in
Dusseldorf, Germany (1852-53), her scholastic achievements included proficiency
in several modern languages, in addition to Latin, Greek, and Hebrew. Miss
Havergal had a thorough training in linguistics and music and was a pianist and
singer. She was also a devoted Bible student, memorizing the New Testament as
well as the Psalms, Isaiah, and the Minor Prophets.
Although highly educated and cultured, she maintained a simple faith and
confidence in her Lord. She lived a disciplined prayer life and it is said that
she never wrote a line without first praying over it. "I believe my King
suggests a thought, and whispers me a musical line or two, and then I look up
and thank Him delightedly and go on with it. That is how my hymns come."
"Writing is praying with me. You know a child would look up at every
sentence and say, 'And what shall I say next?' That is just what I do; I ask
Him that at every line He would give me not merely thoughts and power, but also
every word, even the very rhymes."
Quite early in life, her poems were published in "Good Words" and
other religious periodicals. Her poems are permeated with the fragrance of her
passionate love for Jesus.
In 1870, her father died suddenly. After 1873, she literally carried out
her now famous couplet, "Take my voice, and let me sing, always, only, for
my King." and she sang nothing but sacred music of the love of God and His
way of salvation. Her life's mission was to sing and work for Jesus.
She had
both a great taste for music and a good knowledge of harmony, a natural and
inherited turn for melody, a ringing touch on the piano, a beautiful and
well-trained voice. These gifts she now entirely devoted to Christ; whether at
home or in mixed society she always "sang for Jesus." Her hymn of
consecration, "Take My Life and Let It Be" was written by Miss
Havergal in 1874. She gives the following account:
She had
both a great taste for music and a good knowledge of harmony, a natural and
inherited turn for melody, a ringing touch on the piano, a beautiful and
well-trained voice. These gifts she now entirely devoted to Christ; whether at
home or in mixed society she always "sang for Jesus." Her hymn of
consecration, "Take My Life and Let It Be" was written by Miss
Havergal in 1874. She gives the following account:
"Perhaps you will be interested to know the origin of the Consecration
hymn 'Take my life.' I went for a little visit of five days [to Areley House].
There were ten persons in the house, some unconverted and long prayed for and
some converted, but not rejoicing Christians. He gave me the prayer 'Lord, give
me all in this house!' And He just did! Before I left the house every-one had
got a blessing. The last night of my visit after I had retired, the governess
asked me to go to the two daughters. They were crying, &c; then and there
both of them trusted and rejoiced; it was nearly midnight. I was too happy to
sleep, and passed most of the night in praise and renewal of my own
consecration; and these little couplets formed themselves, and chimed in my
heart one after another till they finished with 'ever only, ALL FOR
THEE!'" Her prayer, "Take my silver and my gold; not a mite would I
withhold," in the same hymn was not lightly stated. In August, 1878, Miss
Havergal wrote to a friend, "The Lord has shown me another little step,
and, of course, I have taken it with extreme delight.
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| Take my silver and my gold Not a mite would I withhold |
“Take my silver and my
gold” now means shipping off all my ornaments to the church Missionary House,
including a jewel cabinet that is really fit for a countess, where all will be
accepted and disposed of for me. Nearly 50 articles are being packed up. I
don't think I ever packed a box with such pleasure."
Some hymns for which she wrote the words include:
"I Gave My Life for Thee" (written when she was 22
years old in 1858 just prior to an extended illness during which she did
little or no writing for nine years)
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"Lord, Speak to Me" (1872)
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"Another Year Is Dawning" (1874)
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"Take My Life & Let It Be" (1874)
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"Like a River Glorious" (1876?)
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"Who Is on the Lord's Side?" (1877)
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"Golden Harps Are Sounding" (1871)
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"True-Hearted, Whole-Hearted, Faithful and Loyal"
(1878)
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"I Am Trusting Thee, Lord Jesus" (written 1874;
said to be her favourite of all her hymns, a copy of the text was found in
her personal Bible after her death).
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She wrote some of her own tunes for her hymns and her father wrote the
music for others.
Miss Havergal also wrote many small devotional tracts and narratives in
prose and numerous little books of poems and hymn texts, all marked by the same
earnest and practical piety. Themes for her writings were faith, consecration,
and service.
Frail in health all of her life, Miss Havergal one day caught a severe cold
which caused inflammation of the lungs. When told that her life was in danger,
she exclaimed, "If I am really going, it is too good to be true!" At
another time she responded, "Splendid! To be so near the gates of
heaven." At the very end, it is reported that she sang clearly, but
faintly, another of her hymns, "Jesus, I Will Trust Thee, Trust Thee with
My Soul." Then, according to reports by her sister, she looked up
steadfastly, as if she saw the Lord; and surely nothing less heavenly could
have reflected such a glorious radiance upon her face. For ten minutes we
watched that almost visible meeting with her King, and her countenance was so
glad, as if she were already talking to Him! Then she tried to sing; but after
one sweet, high note her voice failed, and as her brother commended her soul
into the Redeemer's hand she passed away.
Frances Ridley Havergal died at
Caswall Bay, Swansea, Wales, June 3, 1879, at the age of forty-two. She never
married.
Frances Havergal was a contemporary of Fanny Crosby (1820-1915). Although
these two gifted women never met, each was an admirer of the other. In a letter
sent by Miss Havergal to Fanny Crosby, she wrote:
Dear blind sister over the sea--
An English heart goes forth to thee.
We are linked by a cable of faith and song,
Flashing bright sympathy swift along
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One in the East and one in the West,
Singing for Him whom our souls love best.
Singing for Jesus! Telling His love
All the way to our home above,
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Where the severing sea, with its restless tide
Never shall hinder and never divide.
Sister, what shall our meeting soon be
When our hearts shall sing and our eyes shall see?
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Shalom
Matt 10:8
Freely you received, Freely give |
Time with Jesus – 5 Dec 2013
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Matt 10:8
Freely you received, Freely give |
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devotionals are the intellectual property of Jim Strickland and copyright
protected. You are welcome to copy and distribute them to anyone provided it
is for non-commercial Christian purposes
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INTRODUCTION
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DAILY
LIGHT EVENING SCRIPTURES
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GENTLE
GIANT
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At
the age of ±10, I started to read the Beano and the Dandy. It may be a
strange thing for a septuagenarian to confess, but I loved those comics. They
came out weekly and I would follow them with great interest. Corky the cat,
Big Ego, Desperate Dan and other fictional characters amused me greatly.
Desperate Dan was my favourite. He would eat “cow pie”, a whole cow, in one
sitting. His strength was legendary. He could pick up just about anything. His
habits were vaguely 21st century. Like many men today, he always
needed a shave! Dan was a bit like the famous lover in “Wait a Minim”. He
would “Never shave the whiskers, from off of his
horny hide. / He just knocked them in with a hammer and bit them off inside”.
Despite Dan’s enormous strength, he was able to handle a twenty ton weight
with the same dexterity as a flower.
From
the same era came a comic strip advertising a body building course. The first
picture showed a bully chasing a skinny man away from a pretty girl and
throwing sand in his face. The thin man then took a Charles Atlas Body
Building course. The final picture was of this “new” man chasing away the
bully. What wasn’t stated, was how long it would take for this
transformation. It wouldn’t be overnight, in spite of the fact that it
appeared to be the same pretty girl of the same age in the advert.
As
Christians, we need to remember that we are not alone. In fact Scripture
tells us that we are never alone. 20 Teach
them (Disciples) to obey everything I have commanded you. And you can be sure
that I am always with you, to the very end."
Matthew 28:20 NIrV
It’s
an amazing fact that He is with us whether we see Him or not. Furthermore, He
is much stronger than “Clive”. Everything was made by Him and for Him. So He
is more than a match for a million “Clives”. It’s very comforting to know
that when we get to the end of ourselves, we have arrived at the beginning of
Him! At the same time we need to be aware that He is with you as much as He
is with me! He also has the extraordinary ability of always supporting
righteousness. So we can only expect His assistance when we are pursuing
righteousness. If we stray into sin, He is still there, but he is more
reticent to help until the sin is sorted out. He is always the defender of
the weak. So Christian husbands, be warned. Jesus is on your side and on your
wife’s side. If you get out of line with her, she will call on Him to help.
Under such circumstances, He will side with the one who is right. In some
instances, I’ve found that He sides with Phyllida, not me. That’s a big
problem. I don’t like being confronted by a million “Clives” at the same
time. The odds are stacked up very much against me. So ladies, if you have a
problem with your husband, don’t shout at him. Talk to the Lord. Let Him
settle it!
Jim &
Phyllida
Strickland
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9 He
guards the paths of those who are faithful to him. But evil people will lie
silent in their dark graves. "People don't win
just because they are strong.
1 Samuel 2:9 NIrV
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When I was still a schoolboy, I had a distant “friend”
He really was a “pipsqueak”, but sometimes he’d pretend,
That he was “Charlie Atlas” the strongest man alive.
Few people ever challenged him. His brother’s name was “Clive”.
Now Clive was something different. A tower of a man,
With great big bulging biceps; a bit like Desperate Dan.
He had a reputation for tearing men to shreds.
Anyone who challenged him was dispatched to his bed.
They were the strangest couple. Clive had all the brawn.
My friend was very “brainy” and he would speak with scorn,
About all his opponents. If they got out of line,
He simply told his brother, who’d say to him, “He’s mine!”
It was a neat arrangement and people stayed well clear,
Of any altercation. They knew that Clive was near.
They both grew into manhood. My friend became a sage.
His brother was a wrestler with a leaning for the stage!
I’m not sure how it ended. In fact I do not care.
But there’s an application to what happened way back there.
I’ve got an elder brother. I’ve learned to know Him well.
If anybody picks on me, they could end up in Hell.
Because this Man is jealous. I’m His and He is mine.
Better known to others, as Jesus Christ Divine.
If I’m intimidated, I only have to call.
And Jesus Christ will settle it. I’m not afraid at all.
And yet, I have a problem and don’t know what to do.
The woman I have married, she knows Christ Jesus too!
And since He is a gentleman, if I get out of line,
She takes the situation to Jesus Christ Divine.
Now I am quite ecstatic when He is on my side.
But let me tell you frankly, that He supports my bride.
When things for her get difficult; she simply turns to prayer.
It isn’t very long before I wish He wasn’t there.
And yet the situation is satisfactory.
Because when I need discipline He comes and “fixes” me.
So she has the advantage. But truly I don’t mind.
A husband’s duty to his wife is, “do not be unkind”.
We know I lead the family. This fact is very plain.
But if I am tyrannical. He’ll “fix” me once again.
Jim Strickland
Written
5th
December 2012
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45 Then David said to the Philistine, "You come to me
with a sword and with a spear and with a javelin, but I come to you in the
name of the LORD of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have
defied.
1 Samuel 17:45 ESV
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49 And David put his hand in his bag and took out a stone and
slung it and struck the Philistine on his forehead. The stone sank into his
forehead, and he fell on his face to the ground. 50 So David prevailed over the Philistine with a sling and
with a stone, and struck the Philistine and killed him. There was no
sword in the hand of David.
1 Samuel 17:49-50 ESV
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16 No king succeeds with a big army alone, no warrior wins
by brute strength. 17 Horsepower is not the answer; no one
gets by on muscle alone. 18 Watch this: God's
eye is on those who respect him, the ones who are looking for his love.
Psalms 33:16-18 MSG
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12 Riches and glory come from you, you're ruler over all;
You hold strength and power in the palm of your hand to build up and
strengthen all.
1 Chronicles 29:12 MSG
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8
Three different times I begged the Lord to take it away. 9 Each
time He said, "My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness." So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses,
so that the power of Christ can work through me. 10 That's why I take pleasure in my weaknesses and in the
insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ. For
when I am weak, then I am strong.
2 Corinthians 12:8-10 NLT
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