VESPERS AT THE END OF THE SABBATH: The Path Of Man + PRAYER: Help Us To Be Faithful

Satan Is The Destroyer!
God ... The Restorer Of Fallen Man!
Satan Is The Accuser Of The Brethren
Desiring
Spreading Destruction
Every Which Way He Can!

BUT ...

Our Father
Is Not Silent!
He Works Not In Satan's Cruel Way!
He Teaches
Guides
Protects And Chides
Encouraging Us
In His Loving Heart To Confide!

The Path Of Man
Is Rocky Road
Circumscribed By Eyes
Longing
For Whatever It Beholds
AND
In The Longing
Action In The Carnal Man's Heart Is Conceived
Putting Us In The Way Of The Devil
To Be Easily, Easily Deceived!

PRAYER:

Heavenly Father,

Help Us To Be Faithful Children Of The Book

Holding Fasts To Its Precepts

Even When We Mess Up!

Help Us In Our Battles

Against Him

Who Would Have Us Outside Safety's Ark!

Help Us To Stand Against

The Wiles Of The Devil

Even When In Our Living Rooms

He Has Himself In Opposition To Godly Ways

Parked!

Help Us, Lord

To Commit Your Blessed Words To Memory!

Help Us To Walk Right

Even If It Goes Against Every Body!

Help Us To Be Faithful

Kind

Honest

Wise

Giving Unto Us Hearts

Filled With Compassion

Patterned After Jesus Christ The Righteous

Holy And True

And

Recognizing How Great Thou Art!

Help Us Not To Use

The Ways Of The Fraud

Attacking

Accusing The Brethren

And

Assuredly

Aligning Ourselves

With The Wannabe God!

Lift Up Our Heads!

Cleanse, Father, Our Hearts

And 

Keep Us In Your Care

From Your Ways

Never To Depart!

Lord, Help The Faithful

To Be In Constant Communion With You

And

In The Day Of Dawning

Take Us Home

To Abide Forever

In Heaven

With The Holy Angels

The Redeemed Brethren

And You!

Keep Us Faithful

In Jesus' Name

For, Father

We Love

Bless

Praise

Worship

And 

Honor

Only The God Of Heaven

He Who To Us

Is Ever Faithful

True!

AMEN.

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Almighty God

And

Almighty God Alone

Heals The Brokenhearted

Comforts The Alone

And

Guards And Guides Us Travelers

And

Blesses The Faithful From His Throne!

Prized Memory Chest

I have an untidy table

That’s set up shop within my mind

It holds the trials and troubles of yesterday

And sins that I can’t seem to leave behind!

One day, I sat talking to Jesus

And wondered why this should be 

He looked at me so tenderly

And I just started to glow!

“Little One,” said Jesus, so kindly

“You say you trust Me, but no!”

“You give me all your troubles and trials,

But the sins, you just won’t let them all go!”

“I promised that I would cast all confessed sin

Into the Sea of My Forgetfulness!

I’ve forgotten, and forgiven you of them, but

You’ve locked them in your prized memory chest!”

“This is not what I want, Child, for you

For stored sin is like a diseased boil with a crust!

You pick it, and pick it, until you’ve torn the crust off

And it is soon running all over with pus!”

“No! Child of Mine! I offer you better!

I paid the price of your crimes!

I took to myself all your sins -

I love you enough to have died!

So, look to Me!

Give it up! 

Go all in!”

“I AM the Lord of All Creation!

I AM the Lamb of Calvary!

I AM the High Priest of the New Covenant!

I AM the Great King who set you free!”

“Look at my hands! Do you see these nail prints?

This is because I love you so much!

So if you say you love, and trust, Me

Wipe your table clean, and please fold it up!”

“With no space available for storage

No favorite spot for a safe hiding place

You will be free from Satan constantly accusing you

And calling you a Christian Disgrace!”

“My Child:

 I AM able to bear all!

I AM able to carry your load!

I AM the Lover of your Soul!

I AM Your Savior! Your Redeemer! 

I’ve got this!

I’ll see you at The Victor’s Abode!”