Hopelessness

Good morning!

Hopelessness

Those poor who are without a covering for their bodies are to be pitied; but with what tears should we  lament those --- how rich soever they are in this world --- who are without a covering for souls, and so stand naked in the storm, and under the dreadful droppings of the wrath of God. ---- Joseph Caryl. 1650. 

Jesus...said to those who followed Him, "Truly, I tell you...many will come from east and west and recline at table with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob in the kingdom of heaven, while the sons of the kingdom* will be thrown into the outer darkness. In that place there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth (Matthew 8:9--13). 

A hymn to read, sing, hum or whistle to the glory of God: HOW SWEET THE NAME OF JESUS SOUNDS.

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* "Sons of the kingdom..." are natural descendants of Abraham who reject Jesus Christ as Messiah --Lord and Savior.   

How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds
In a believer’s ear!
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
’Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary, rest.

Dear Name, the Rock on which I build,
My Shield and Hiding Place,
My never failing treasury, filled
With boundless stores of grace!

By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled;
Satan accuses me in vain,
And I am owned a child.

Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
O Prophet, Priest and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,
Accept the praise I bring.

Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
But when I see Thee as Thou art,
I’ll praise Thee as I ought.

Till then I would Thy love proclaim
With every fleeting breath,
And may the music of Thy Name
Refresh my soul in death!