
He replaces the tables of the money changers, where worshipers had to pay for atonement, with the Lord’s table, where He announces that His free offering of His life provides forgiveness of sins. – David Garland

Son of David! hear my cry;
Saviour, do not pass me by;
Touch these eyelids veiled in night,
Turn their darkness into light.
Son of David, hear my cry!
Savior, do not pass me by.
Though the proud my voice would still,
They may chide me if they will,
Yet the more I’ll pray for grace,
Only here shall be my place.
Son of David, hear my cry!
Saviour, do not pass me by.
Though despised by all but Thee,
Thou a blessing hast for me;
Faith and prayer can never fail,
Lord, with Thee I must prevail,
Son of David, hear my cry!
Saviour, do not pass me by.
Glorious vision! heav’nly ray!
All my gloom has passed away;
Now my joyful eye doth see,
And my soul still clings to Thee,
Thine the glory evermore,
Mine to worship and adore.
-Fanny Crosby (1820-1915)
I came across this hymn last week as I was preparing for Sunday's message on the healing of blind Bartimeaus.
It is a really beautiful hymn, but it didn't really seem to flow with the direction that the sermon was headed so I had to leave it on the cutting room floor. I did want to post it here on this blog however, because it really does deserve to be read and appreciated.
What makes these words particularly poignant to me is knowing a bit of the background of the author. At six weeks old her parents took her to a doctor to treat an eye inflammation; a misdiagnosis and wrong prescription of mustard plasters caused her to go blind. She spent the whole of her life without sight. She surely prayed many times that the Lord would restore her sight, but He chose not to. Rather than grow embittered against Him, Fanny accepted this as from His hand, and grew in her love and trust of Him. She was one of the most prolific hymn writers of all time, giving the church over 8,000 songs!
I imagine her writing this song, about a man who cries out to Jesus asking for sight, and perhaps it would have been a challenge for her; to praise God for healing the blindness of some while not yet relieving her of her disability. But I believe Fanny understood that the eyes of her heart (Ephesians 1:18) have been opened by Christ, and that is a miracle worth praising Him forever for. I know that now, in Heaven, Fanny Crosby has perfect vision. Her sight on earth would have been so very dim, but now she sees Jesus face to face (cf. 1 Corinthians 13:12)
Now my joyful eye doth see,
And my soul still clings to Thee
Our Lord told us that the way of entering the kingdom is by receiving. Whosever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child shall in no wise enter therein (Luke 18:17). We do not enter into the kingdom of God by working out some deep problem and arriving at its solution, not by fetching something out of ourselves but only by receiving a secret something into us. We come into the kingdom by the kingdom’s coming into us: it receives us by our receiving it.
Blessings of the Thrice Holy Trinity upon you my dear friend.
O God the author of all good, I come to Thee for the grace another day will require for its duties and events. I step out into a wicked world; I carry about with me an evil heart. I know that without Thee I can do nothing, that everything with which I shall be concerned, however harmless in itself, may prove an occasion of sin or folly, unless I am kept by Thy power. Hold Thou me up and I shall be safe.
Preserve my understanding from subtlety of error, my affections from love of idols, my character from stain of vice, my profession from every form of evil. May I engage in nothing in which I cannot implore Thy blessing, and in which I cannot invite Thy inspection. Prosper me in all lawful undertakings, or prepare me for disappointments. Give me neither poverty nor riches. Feed me with food convenient for me, lest I be full and deny Thee and say, Who is the Lord? or be poor, and steal, and take Thy name in vain.
May every creature be made good to me by prayer and Thy will. Teach me how to use the world and not abuse it, to improve my talents, to redeem my time, to walk in wisdom toward those without, and in kindness to those within, to do good to all men, and especially to my fellow Christians. And to Thee be the glory.
Valley of Vision, 1884
O God, make speed to save us.
We have sinned, O Lord, we have sinned, spare our sins,
And save us; Thou who guidedst Noah over the flood waves,
Hear us; Who with Thy word recalledst Jonah from the abyss;
Deliver us; Who stretchedst forth Thy hand to Peter as he sank, help us,
O Christ Son of God, Thou didst the marvelous things of the Lord with our fathers, be favourable in our days also;
Stretch forth Thy hand from on high.
Deliver us, O Christ.
Hear us, O Christ.
-Stowe Missal
9th Century A.D.