Thursday, December 17, 2015

A Little Maiden's Valley

A little maiden has one simple desire; that is

to see her Father be respected and honored, and
to hear the name of her beloved Jesus be uttered
with love and affection from His people's mouth.

But alas, this plain desire frightened her family and friends.

So she decided to withdraw herself,
went down to a deep valley.

There she sat and started to sing her song;

Take my love, my Lord, I pour.
At Thy feet its treasure store.
Take myself, and I will be,
Ever, only, all for Thee.
Ever, only, all for Thee.

Then in her solitude, she remembered the prayer of the ancient saint;

Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells,
and the deeper the wells the brighter Thy stars shine;
let me find Thy light in my darkness, Thy life in my death,
Thy joy in my sorrow, Thy grace in my sin,
Thy riches in my poverty, Thy glory in my valley.

"Oh Thy glory in my valley!" she exclaimed.
"So is this the place where I can behold Thy glory, Father?"

"Go hide thyself," He said. "Then hide in the wounds of my Son."

There she looked up and behold, the wondrous cross,
on which the Prince of glory died.
where sorrow and love flow mingled down.

Drawn to the merciful eyes of the Man of Sorrow, she whispered with adoration.

In the cross, in the cross,
Be my glory ever!

The Lord said; "Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to Me in prayer!
In My arms I’ll take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace here."

"O what a friend I have in Thee,
All my sins and griefs to bear!" sighed she with joy and tears.

Then she wandered through the woods, and forest glades,
And heard the birds sing sweetly in the trees.

 "Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee," she praised,  
"O How great Thou art, How great Thou art!"

Worship and laud and praise Thee evermore;
Look up in wonder and behold a door

Opened in heaven, and One set on a throne:
Stretch out a hand, and touch Thine own,

O Christ, our King, our Lord
whom I adore.