Not perish

Remembering today the hymn written over 100 years ago by William Cushing, when the order of society was starting to fall apart before the explosion of the first world war.

"Under His wings I am safely abiding,
Tho' the night deepens and tempests are wild ..."

And Jn 3.16, "shall not perish."

What a perishing world we live in.
The hopes of yesterday perish with advancing time,
yet the things we have trusted God for never perish.

Eternity is as broad as it is long, and that which is of God only increases.
He leads us from faith to faith, from victory to victory, from glory to glory.

"Though the night deepens" His rest increases within.
Things fall apart in the world of men and yet as they do He is unchangeable.

His faithfulness is eternal and our lives are, in the deepest recesses, untouchable.