I would lead thee, To my hidden place And bring thee into my mother’s house, The bride’s dwelling. Who would instruct me In your ways. I would cause thee to drink Her special mixtures; Of spiced wine Renewing the soul, and Of the juice of my pomegranate The offering of my labors.
O that thou wert as my brother, My dear joint-heir, That sucked the breasts of my mother! The church triumphant, victorious. When I should find thee without, Looking to and fro for the perfect I would kiss thee; yea, I would bow before your glory; I should not be despised.
And it came to pass, while Saul talked unto the priest, that the noise that was in the host of the Philistines went on and increased: and Saul said unto the priest, Withdraw thine hand. 1 Samuel 14:19 Dear Church and Friends, While Jonathan was exercising his faith in the Lord’s promise Saul was sittingContinue reading “The Pastor’s Letter – August 31, 2021 – Too Late!”
And Jonathan said to the young man that bare his armour, Come, and let us go over unto the garrison of these uncircumcised: it may be that the Lord will work for us: for there is no restraint to the Lord to save by many or by few. 1 Samuel 14:6 Dear Church and Friends,Continue reading “Sunday Morning Worship – August 29, 2021 – Jonathan Sneaks Away”