We Boldly Declare the Word of the Lord


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hymn sheet – We Boldly Declare


We boldly declare the Word of the LORD

For He is our strength, His scripture our sword

We stand on His promise, we speak to obey

Affirming the truth of His wonder-filled way.


The battle is fierce, the enemy strong

Take courage to fight, and lift up a song:

“Give praise to the LORD, for His mercy endures!”

The foe will retreat and the land will be ours.


So thanks be to God, who leads us with pow’r

We triumph in Him, His victory is ours

The kingdom of darkness before us must fall

It cannot prevail – Jesus rules over all.


text: Gary Hicks, based on 2 Chronicles 20:21-24

music: LYONS (O Worship the King)

attributed to Johann Michael Haydn (1737-1806),

in Wm. Gardiner’s “Sacred Melodies”, 1815

S.O.A.P. – Audacious Faith?

(S.O.A.P. — Scripture, Observation, Application, Prayer)

SCRIPTURE:  2 Corinthians 1:8-11 — We think you ought to know, dear brothers and sisters, about the trouble we went through in the province of Asia. We were crushed and overwhelmed beyond our ability to endure, and we thought we would never live through it. In fact, we expected to die. But as a result, we stopped relying on ourselves and learned to rely only on God, who raises the dead. And he did rescue us from mortal danger, and he will rescue us again. We have placed our confidence in him, and he will continue to rescue us. And you are helping us by praying for us. Then many people will give thanks because God has graciously answered so many prayers for our safety.

OBSERVATION:  The beauty of extreme difficulty is that we are forced to trust God exclusively.

We cannot look to our own resources.

Our rescue is totally dependent upon God.

If He doesn’t come through, we are done for. Finished.

APPLICATION:  I need to put myself in this situation more often:

using audacious faith to begin great ventures;

ventures where only God has the necessary resources for success.

PRAYER:  Father, increase my faith, for Your glory!

I Met Her Once

My daughter Shannon teaches kindergarten. She is an outstanding mother and a gifted writer. I am privileged to share this recent blog of hers:

A little bit of everything...

We’re reading the story of the widow’s offering this morning (Mark 12:41-44).

A humble one, eyes downcast, who gave her best.

From her poverty, she gave all.

The Greek word can also be translated life.

From her poverty, she gave life.

I met her once, you know.

Once upon a time when I taught in the city.

She was a Little One, all spindly legs and braided hair.

Smart and articulate beyond her years, she came and went from my classroom that year, as her housing situation depended on the day (and, sometimes, on the kindness of strangers).

We shared a name, this Little One and I, and I joked that she was really my sister.

She loved to read, this Little One, and so when I offered a new book each month for just one dollar, she would scrounge together a handful of change and count it out carefully…

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