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1. Touch my body,
Bind each wound,
For I am faint,
My strength, consumed.
2. Touch my mind,
Correct each thought,
Until I realise
I am naught.
3. Touch my heart,
Yoke me to good,
And fill me with
Your perfect love.
4. Touch my soul,
Make me like Christ
Your Son –
A living sacrifice.
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References
1. He has injured us but he will bind up our wounds (Hosea 6:1; NIV).
My life is spent with grief, and my years with sighing: my strength faileth because of mine iniquity, and my bones are consumed (Psalm 31:10; KJV).
2. The Lord corrects those he loves (Proverbs 3:12; NLT).
I am nothing but dust and ashes (Genesis 18:27; NIV).
3. Those who suffer according to God’s will should commit themselves to their faithful Creator and continue to do good (1 Peter 4:19; NIV).
We know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love (Romans 5:5; NLT).
4. The Lord – who is the Spirit – makes us more and more like him as we are changed into his glorious image (2 Corinthians 3:18; NLT).
So, dear brothers and sisters, I plead with you to give your bodies to God because of all he has done for you. Let them be a living and holy sacrifice (Romans 12:1; NLT).
As usual your timing is perfect Ruth, today is a tough day. From last night my progress has been wiped out by new pain etc. To rise late from a bad night to read this inspired devotional poem lifts my heart and soul.
My body is definitely “faint” today but I surrender it anyway to Him. My mind, heart and soul are all feeling the strain but I know they are safe in His hands.
I pray that our Almighty Father will send a Holy Spirit embrace today to you Ruth, thank you so much for your faithfulness to the ministry He gave you.
Hi, Alan, I’m so sorry to hear about this big set-back, coupled with such a bad night. I’m hoping that you have already contacted your doctor for an opinion, fresh advice, and appropriate help. It’s good to know that today’s prayer brought you a little comfort. Sorry this is only short, but I’m struggling today as well. Back to the hospital tomorrow. God is good. With love from Ruth xxxx