~* I AM THINE, O LORD *~
Fanny J. Crosby, 1820-1915
Let us draw near with a true heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience, and our bodies washed with pure water.
Each new day requires a fresh renewal of our dedication to the LORD. The strongest of Christians can be drawn away by the pressures of daily living. And we are
vulnerable to the lusts of the flesh and the eyes as well as the subtle temptations that constitute the "pride of life" (I John 2:16). The warning of Scripture is clear: "Let
him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall." (I Corinthians 10:12). God must always have His rightful place on the throne of the heart. Nothing in life--not
job, not recreation, not even family--should have the top priority of our daily concerns; and if we have Him first, those other concerns will be blest of Him! But
anything that replaces the Lordship of Christ can become idolatrous and cause us to be susceptible to a spiritual disaster. We must each day say, "I am
Thine, O Lord."
Fanny Crosby wrote this consecration hymn while visiting in the home of the composer of the music, William H. Doane, in Cincinnati. The family's conversation that
night centered upon the blessedness of enjoying the nearness of God. Suddenly in a moment of inspiration, Fanny started giving the words of the hymn--line by line,
verse by verse, and then the chorus. Soon after Doane supplied the music, and another of the more than 8,000 Fanny Crosby hymns was born. Since that day in
1875, these moving lines have ministered to and challenged countless numbers of God's people to keep their lives dedicated to their Lord.
I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith
And be closer drawn to Thee.
Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,
By the power of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,
And my will be lost in Thine.
O the pure delight of a single hour
That before Thy throne I spend,
When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God
I commune as friend with friend!
There are depths of love that I cannot know
Till I cross the narrow sea;
There are heights of joy that I may not reach
Till I rest in peace with Thee.
Draw me nearer, nearer blessèd Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died.
Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessèd Lord,
To Thy precious, bleeding side.
*For Today*: Psalm 16:11, 73:28; Romans 12:1 & 2; I Corinthians 7:22-24; Hebrews 12:28
Begin this new day, with all of its unknown pressures and temptations, with this musical prayer upon your lips.
Music Courtesy of The Cyber Hymnal
Taken from Amazing Grace -- 366 Inspiring Hymn Stories for Daily Devotions © Copyright 1990 by Kenneth W. Osbeck. Published by Kregel Publications, Grand Rapids, MI. Used by permission. All rights reserved.
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