Today I read: 2 Kings 17, Psalms 70-71, Hosea 9, and Titus 3.
Gospel summary: Our salvation is due to none other than the loving kindness of God toward us in Christ. Were it not for the grace of the gospel, we would all be self-centered and God-hating, but his grace transforms rebel hearts through the regenerating power of the Holy Spirit.
Prayer: Gracious Father, thank you for accomplishing the work of redemption for me at the cross and for applying the work of redemption to my heart at conversion. Help me to never forget how utterly lost I was before Christ, so that I may comprehend the greatness of your saving power in my life and live with the resurrection power each day. Give me compassion for those without the Savior as I reflect on your saving me, so that I may share with them in the power of your Spirit. In your powerful name I pray Jesus, amen.
Memory verses: "For we ourselves were once foolish, disobedient, led astray, slaves to various passions and pleasures, passing our days in malice and envy, hated by others and hating one another. But when the goodness and loving kindness of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of works done by us in righteousness, but according to his own mercy, by the washing of regeneration and renewal of the Holy Spirit, whom he poured out on us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that being justified by his grace we might become heirs according to the hope of eternal life." (Titus 3:3-7 ESV)
Hymn: "How Sad Our State" by Isaac Watts
How sad our state by nature is,
Our sin how deep it stains;
And Satan binds our captive minds
Fast in his slavish chains.
But there's a voice of sov'reign grace
Sounds from the sacred Word,
"Ho! ye despairing sinners come,
And trust upon the Lord."
My soul obeys th'almighty call,
And runs to this relief;
I would believe Thy promise, Lord;
O help my unbelief.
Unto the fountain of Thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted soul
From crimes of deepest dye.
Stretch out Thine arm, victorious King,
My reigning sins subdue;
And drive the dragon from his seat,
With all his hellish crew.
A guilty weak and helpless worm,
On Thy kind arms I fall,
Be Thou my strength and righteousness,
Our sin how deep it stains;
And Satan binds our captive minds
Fast in his slavish chains.
But there's a voice of sov'reign grace
Sounds from the sacred Word,
"Ho! ye despairing sinners come,
And trust upon the Lord."
My soul obeys th'almighty call,
And runs to this relief;
I would believe Thy promise, Lord;
O help my unbelief.
Unto the fountain of Thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted soul
From crimes of deepest dye.
Stretch out Thine arm, victorious King,
My reigning sins subdue;
And drive the dragon from his seat,
With all his hellish crew.
A guilty weak and helpless worm,
On Thy kind arms I fall,
Be Thou my strength and righteousness,
My Jesus and my all.
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