As a lily growing out of a bramble bush;
As a bright star shining forth in the darkest night;
Is a story excellent, bright and fragrant
Of Boaz and Ruth in a divine romance.

Ruth the Moabitess joined to God’s holy elect;
Boaz took care of her and redeemed all her debt.
First she gleaned from his land,
Then got married to him.
This is how she was joined to God’s eternal plan.

Chorus:
Lord, I love You and treasure You.
Lord, I choose You and respond to You.
You’re my everything, You’re above all,
You’re my Husband, and my rest,
And my all in all.

The eternal God entered and stepped into time;
For this He needed persons to carry the line —
Those who fulfilled His plan, to bring God into man
Bringing divinity into humanity.

In the universe this is the greatest event,
That is Christ’s incarnation — in His first advent.
Ruth became an ancestor in this mystery —
God and man to be mingled as one entity.

God had promised the seed of a woman for man
That would crush Satan’s head and redeem fallen man;
To make God and man one, what a glory to Him!
We are qualified now to partake of Him.

We are Moabites too, constituted with sin;
We are under God’s wrath and His condemnation.
But through Christ’s redemption, He’s our portion we claim;
In this organic union, we’re married to Him.

https://www.hymnal.net/en/hymn/lb/74

As a lily growing out of a bramble bush

Based on Psalm 23
Written by Jacob Freeman

C        Am        F            G
My Lord, I have believed in You,
       C           Am      F        G
And dearest Lord, I still believe. 
      F         G        C  G    Am
Within the valley, on the mount, 
           F          G             C  G   Am
You’re always here, You never leave. 
           F          G                       C-Am-F-G
You’re always here, You never leave. 

For all my darkness, You are light. 
As Seven Lamps, You burn in me. 
My Lord, You know my inward parts,
And care for me still, tenderly. 

Here, whispered in the wilderness,
Your every Word is living bread. 
Your rod and staff are comforting —
You’re saving me, as I am led. 

A High retreat for me to hide, 
My Lord, You’re all I’ll ever need. 
When every earthly joy has died,
You come with bread and wine to feed. 

The way ahead may yet be hard. 
I do not fear it: You are there. 
You spread a table ‘mid the fight.
Within Your house, I’d live fore’er.

Lord I Believe (Lyrics by Jacob)

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Washington State Young People

Philippians 2:9-11

oh dear Lord, have Your way

Deuteronomy 8:3

And He humbled me and let me go hungry
And He fed me the manna,
Which I had never known nor
My fathers had ever known, so
That He might make me know
That man lives not by bread alone,
Man lives not by bread alone,
But that man
Lives by everything that
Proceeds out from the mouth
Of Jehovah.

Man Lives Not by Bread Alone

Overcome!

Pursue Him and Know Him

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Hebrews 9:14

Lower Termers' Song for The 2019 Graduates

1. Olives that have known no pressure
No oil can bestow;
If the grapes escape the winepress,
Cheering wine can never flow;
Spikenard only through the crushing,
Fragrance can diffuse.
Shall I then, Lord, shrink from suff’ring
Which Thy love for me would choose?

CHORUS:  
Each blow I suffer
Is true gain to me.
In the place of what Thou takest
Thou dost give Thyself to me.

2. Do my heart-strings need Thy stretching,
Songs divine to prove?
Do I need for sweetest music
Cruel treatment of Thy love?
Lord, I fear no deprivation
If it draws to Thee;
I would yield in full surrender
All Thy heart of love to see.

3. I’m ashamed, my Lord, for seeking
Self to guard alway;
Though Thy love has done its stripping,
Yet I’ve been compelled this way.
Lord, according to Thy pleasure
Fully work on me;
Heeding not my human feelings,
Only do what pleases Thee.

4. If Thy mind and mine should differ,
Still pursue Thy way;
If Thy pleasure means my sorrow,
Still my heart shall answer, “Yea!”
’Tis my deep desire to please Thee,
Though I suffer loss;
E’en though Thy delight and glory
Mean that I endure the cross.

5. Oh, I’ll praise Thee, e’en if weeping
Mingle with my song.
Thine increasing sweetness calls forth
Grateful praises all day long.
Thou hast made Thyself more precious
Than all else to me:
Thou increase and I decrease, Lord-
This is now my only plea.

Man Lives Not by Bread Alone

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