Today is May 25th. Thirty five years ago God had mercy on a thirteen-year-old kid in Houston and took away my sins and guilt for Jesus’ sake. I was born again during the altar call at a Sunday morning service in a Baptist church. It has been the defining moment of my life.
Here’s a hymn I memorized long ago:
All praise to God who reigns above, the God of all creation
The God of wisdom, power, and love, the God of our salvation
With healing balm my soul he fills, the God who every sorrow stills.
To God all praise and glory!
What God’s almighty power hath made, his mercy ever keepeth
By morning light or evening shade his watchful eye n’er sleepeth
Within the kingdom of his might, yea, all is just and all is right
To God all praise and glory!
I cried to him in time of need “Lord God, O hear my calling!”
For death he gave me life indeed and kept my feet from falling
For this my thanks shall endless be. Oh, thank him, thank our God with me!
To God all praise and glory!
The Lord forsaketh not his own, his chosen generation
He is their refuge and their rock, their peace and their salvation
As with a mother’s tender hand he leads his own, his chosen band
To God all praise and glory!
Then come before his presence now and banish fear and sadness
To your redeemer pay your vows and sing with joy and gladness
Though great distress my soul befell, the Lord our God did all things well
To God all praise and glory!