A Final Benediction -- Worshipping the ONE
/ It is finished! I am the Alpha and the Omega—the Beginning and the End. To all who are thirsty I will give freely from the springs of the water of life.
All who are victorious will inherit all these blessings, and I will be their God, and they will be my children. Revelation 21:6-7 NLT
Sunset, gulf shores, al june 2023
Thank you, dear readers, for following along with us through these beautiful blessings and benedictions. We have only scratched the surface of the treasury of scripture blessings.
I would like to end our series with a benediction hymn that leaves me speechless… truly. I feel I must lay flat on my face before our Almighty, Glorious God. The hymn is “Immortal, Invisible” by William Chalmer Smith. We rarely sing this hymn these days. But we did sing it in our church just a few weeks ago. I was transported to “the Throne.”
Here are the lyrics and two musical renditions — one is quiet and Celtic; the other “High Church” (St Paul’s Cathedral in London).
Enter in with me, remembering this Sovereign, all Glorious God is at the same time our loving, tender-hearted Abba Father. We are his children. So we can come confidently, as well as reverently.
So let us come boldly to the throne of our gracious God. There we will receive his mercy, and we will find grace to help us when we need it most.
Hebrews 4:16 NLT
Morning sunrise, tucson az may 2023
Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise
Walter Chalmer Smith (1867)
Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
in light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, Thy great name we praise.
Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
nor wanting, nor wasting, Thou rulest in might;
Thy justice, like mountains, high soaring above
Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.
To all, life Thou givest, to both great and small,
in all life Thou livest, the true life of all;
we blossom and flourish as leaves on the tree,
and wither and perish, but naught changeth Thee.
Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,
Thine angels adore Thee, all veiling their sight;
all praise we would render, O help us to see
'tis only the splendor of light hideth Thee!
