Nehemiah 1:10. “Now these are Thy servants and Thy people, whom Thou hast redeemed by Thy great power, and by Thy strong hand.” THY SERVANTS. The times are tough Lord, the view is black. The walls are down Lord, the people lack A testimony. But not only that, Lord; Affliction, trouble, fear, loss – no reward Is here because we have failed – and miserably. We need help bad, Lord, some evidence visibly.
These are Thine Lord, Thy servants, Thy chosen few. I’m one of them Lord, not being or doing all I knew. But we are not our own Lord, though much we’ve left undone. We are Thy servants Lord, bond-slaves of Thy Son. My head is bowed Lord, my failure stares my face. But Lord, I love my Master; this hole-bored ear shows His grace.
We are Thy people Lord, our own we are no longer. Weak as we are and poor Lord, we long for stronger, Fuller, greater lives lived for truth, and righteousness and Thee. As one of Thy people Lord, I bow my head, my heart – hear me. We are not able on our own Lord, to do Thy will although we’ve tried. Give us some strength Lord, some courage, power from the One inside.
The price was high Lord, that we might all be redeemed. We may never know Lord; all that word does mean. But this I know Lord, no longer are we – nor I – our own. Thy grace and mercy, justice – all in evidence, and we by blood atoned. We are Thine own alone Lord, and yet so much to self are bent. I humble myself here before Thee Lord, I do repent.
Thy power great, Lord, divine, sufficient, full enablement; Is able yet Lord, to be applied to feeble folk – faith evident When knees are bent, and hearts do bleed and blend. Show me once again Lord; Thy power great from Thyself send. The power we here and now so greatly need and want;
That in this place Lord, repentant, humbled people Thy great glories chant.
Thy hand is strong Lord, the grip and love and pressure easily felt. The pain is hard Lord, when in chastisement our hearts we feel do melt. When loving hand, appendage of God’s great heart of love; Its pressure bears down heavy on arrogant shoulders. From above Comes evidence so strong and sweet - the Lord really cares; And from Thy all-sufficient hand of grace, comes all we need this load to bear.
“Father God: I never cease to wonder at the willingness of such a Holy One to identify so completely with such low creatures of dust. Thou hast made us and we walked away; loved us when we didn’t love Thee; provided and cared for us when we took everything for granted. Thanks for such reminders from Thy word that we are Thine. In the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.”