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A tender mercy of the Lord
By iwillnot
1/24/2011 3:55:52 PM
Yesterday I took the sacrament for the first time in a while. The feeling of cleanliness that followed was inexpressible. I have missed being clean. At the same time, however, I was a little reluctant. It seems when I am working towards 'worthiness' (taking sacrament, temple, etc.) that I am most mindful of my actions and thoughts. It is when I am taking the sacrament I get lax--I feel I am doing well enough, and that's when Satan gets me.

After the sacrament there was a musical number. It was Come Thou Fount Of Every Blessing. The third verse was incredibly potent to me. It put into words the feelings I was experiencing, both the elation and the trepidation. It almost seems made for the addict. I want to share it here:

Prone to wander, Lord I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love.
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above.

Anyone who has dealt with addiction (or a loved one who has) will see the obvious connotations here. When the final two lines were sung the words reverberated in my mind. Shocking to me, I felt myself longing for it. I actually wanted the Lord to take my heart and seal it to Himself. I actually longed for it.

I guess I had gotten to the point where I didn't think this was possible for me anymore. I thought I had passed that level of desire. But I hadn't.

The atonement is very real. It works and it is active for all of us to the level we are willing to allow it to take. The Lord Jesus has atoned for us all and is holding His gift out to us permanently.

I'm not out of the woods yet, nor will I ever be. The phrase "work out your salvation with fear and trembling before the Lord" has taken a new meaning for me. Yet I know we can all overcome this. I know there is hope. Because there is Christ.

Comments:

Come Thou Fount    
"We celebrate you IWILLNOT!
Thank you for sharing , I too have found much strength and comfort in music, the language of eternities. Here are the full lyrics of this hymn. Amazing!

Come, thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,
Mount of thy redeeming love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer; ( def. stone of help)
Here by thy great help I’ve come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter, (shackles for feet, restraints)
Bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above.

You can listen to a full arrangement of this hymn on Sally DeFord site: http://www.defordmusic.com"
posted at 17:21:38 on January 24, 2011 by hero
Thanks for Sharing    
"I like the hymn. I know what you're saying about relaxing when you're able to take the sacrament. I think I've done that too. The temple seems like a goal that is too far away for me."
posted at 23:43:38 on January 24, 2011 by dstanley


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"In recent years, as I have sung the hymns of the Atonement, it has been with an especially full heart—and also with full voice, when I can continue to sing—lines such as “How great thou art,” “I scarce can take it in,” “To rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine,” “I stand all amazed,” and “Oh, it is wonderful!”"

— Neal A. Maxwell

General Conference May 1987