Friday, March 24, 2017

How The Mighty Have Fallen

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
         Percy Shelley, 1792-1822

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Friday, March 17, 2017

The Lorica

As the world celebrates St. Patrick's Day today (or... as my youngest daughter called it, "Green Day"), take a moment to revel in his great hymn, The Lorica (translation: the breastplate).

HERE is a recording of it being sung by the choir at Providence Presbyterian Church in St. Louis, Missouri.

I bind unto myself today, the strong Name of the Trinity,
by invocation of the same, the Three in One, and One in Three.
I bind this day to me forever, by power of faith, Christ's Incarnation;
his baptism in Jordan river; his death on cross for my salvation;
his bursting from the spic├Ęd tomb; his riding up the heavenly way;
his coming at the day of doom: I bind unto myself today.

I bind unto myself the power, of the great love of cherubim;
the sweet "Well done" in judgment hour; the service of the seraphim;
confessors' faith, apostles' word, the patriarchs' prayers, the prophets' scrolls;
all good deeds done unto the Lord, and purity of ransomed souls.

I bind unto myself today, the virtues of the starlit heaven
the glorious sun's life-giving ray, the whiteness of the moon at even,
the flashing of the lightning free, the whirling wind's tempestuous shocks,
the stable earth, the deep salt sea, around the old undying rocks.

I bind unto myself today, the power of God to hold and lead,
his eye to watch, his might to stay, his ear to hearken, to my need;
the wisdom of my God to teach, his hand to guide, his shield to ward;
the Word of God to give me speech, his heavenly host to be my guard.

Christ be with me, Christ within me,
Christ behind me, Christ before me,
Christ beside me, Christ to win me,
Christ to comfort and restore me.
Christ beneath me, Christ above me,
Christ in quiet, Christ in danger,
Christ in hearts of all that love me,
Christ in mouth of friend and stranger.

I bind unto myself the Name, the strong Name of the Trinity,
by invocation of the same, the Three in One, and One in Three.
Of whom all nature hath creation, eternal Father, Spirit, Word:
praise to the Lord of my salvation, salvation is of Christ the Lord.

              ~St. Patrick (385-461, AD)

Friday, March 10, 2017

The Question

Oftentimes critics of the Christian faith will try to make a case that the Bible has been adapted over the centuries.  It's changed; it's been altered.  You can't trust that what you read in your ESV is what Isaiah or Moses actually wrote.

This has been disproven time and time again.  Take, for example, the witness of the Dead Sea Scrolls.  When they were discovered, they bridged a gap of an entire millennium in textual transmission.  And what did they show?  That there had been no changes to the text.

Our Bibles today are faithful and accurate to what our forefathers/mothers in the faith were studying in Hebrew thousands of years ago.

As we at DPC are currently in the midst of a part of the Scriptures written by Moses, this is a good time to revisit this story you might have seen from this past September.  It's an incredible discovery, with a really cool video, showing off some astounding science & technology:

Did you read this line: "the passages are identical, right down to paragraph breaks"

The question is not whether or not we have accurate texts, copied faithfully from the pens of the inspired prophets and apostles.

The question is: will we believe what these texts tell us?