We need a love that is abiding, one that doesn’t change with the seasons or with the turning of the waves. We
need a love that is ever constant, and ever true. A love that goes with
us through rain and sunshine, through happiness and through pain.
Must it be called love if it is ever fickle and weak? Is it love if you love in the morning only and at nightfall you remember no more?
Love can withstand all things. Love endures and can always be depended upon.
It is there when you are strong, and it is there when you are weak. It celebrates your joys, and it holds you in your grief.
Abiding Love. Such is God’s love for us. Feelings and fleeting attractions will come and go, but God’s love will remain faithful forever.
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see—
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
-Henry F. Lyte
Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see—
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.
I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s pow’r?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
-Henry F. Lyte
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