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Don’t get stuck with paying off your debts!

BibleGateway: Luke 12:49-59

ESV Text: Luke 12:49-59


KJV Text:

The section starts at about 6:17 and ends at about 7:51

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49 I am come to send fire on the earth; and what will I, if it be already kindled? 50 But I have a baptism to be baptized with; and how am I straitened till it be accomplished! 51 Suppose ye that I am come to give peace on earth? I tell you, Nay; but rather division: 52 For from henceforth there shall be five in one house divided, three against two, and two against three. 53 The father shall be divided against the son, and the son against the father; the mother against the daughter, and the daughter against the mother; the mother in law against her daughter in law, and the daughter in law against her mother in law.

     54 And he said also to the people, When ye see a cloud rise out of the west, straightway ye say, There cometh a shower; and so it is. 55 And when ye see the south wind blow, ye say, There will be heat; and it cometh to pass. 56 Ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of the sky and of the earth; but how is it that ye do not discern this time? 57 Yea, and why even of yourselves judge ye not what is right? 58 When thou goest with thine adversary to the magistrate, as thou art in the way, give diligence that thou mayest be delivered from him; lest he hale thee to the judge, and the judge deliver thee to the officer, and the officer cast thee into prison. 59 I tell thee, thou shalt not depart thence, till thou hast paid the very last mite.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 317:
Alas, My God, My Sins Are Great

— Organ Audio

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1. Alas, my God, my sins are great, 
My conscience doth upbraid me; 
And now I find that in my strait 
No man hath power to aid me. 

2. And fled I hence in my despair 
In some lone spot to hide me, 
My griefs would still be with me there 
And peace still be denied me. 

3. Lord, Thee I seek, I merit naught; 
Yet pity and restore me. 
Just God, be not Thy wrath my lot; 
Thy Son hath suffered for me. 

4. If pain and woe must follow sin, 
Then be my path still rougher. 
Here spare me not; if heaven I win, 
On earth I gladly suffer. 

5. But curb my heart, forgive my guilt, 
Make Thou my patience firmer; 
For they must miss the good Thou wilt 
Who at Thy chastenings murmur. 

6. Then deal with me as seems Thee best– 
Thy grace will help me bear it 
If but at last I see Thy rest 
And with my Savior share it.