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We are not wise in our own right, but the flawless word of God gives wisdom and we can trust it forever.

BibleGateway: Proverbs 30:1-9

ESV Text: Proverbs 30:1-9


KJV Text:

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     1 The words of Agur the son of Jakeh, even the prophecy: the man spake unto Ithiel, even unto Ithiel and Ucal, 2 Surely I am more brutish than any man, and have not the understanding of a man. 3 I neither learned wisdom, nor have the knowledge of the holy. 4 Who hath ascended up into heaven, or descended? who hath gathered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the waters in a garment? who hath established all the ends of the earth? what is his name, and what is his son’s name, if thou canst tell? 5 Every word of God is pure: he is a shield unto them that put their trust in him. 6 Add thou not unto his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.

     7 Two things have I required of thee; deny me them not before I die: 8 Remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me: 9 Lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, Who is the LORD? or lest I be poor, and steal, and take the name of my God in vain.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 296 :
Speak, O Lord, Thy Servant Heareth

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1. Speak, O Lord, Thy servant heareth, 
To Thy Word I now give heed; 
Life and spirit Thy Word beareth, 
All Thy Word is true indeed. 
Death’s dread power in me is rife; 
Jesus, may Thy Word of Life 
Fill my soul with love’s strong fervor 
That I cling to Thee forever. 

2. Oh, what blessing to be near Thee 
And to hearken to Thy voice! 
May I ever love and fear Thee 
That Thy Word may be my choice! 
Oft were hardened sinners, Lord, 
Struck with terror by Thy Word; 
But to him who for sin grieveth 
Comfort sweet and hope it giveth. 

3. Lord, Thy words are waters living 
Where I quench my thirsty need; 
Lord, Thy words are bread life-giving, 
On Thy words my Soul doth feed. 
Lord, Thy words shall be my light 
Through death’s vale and dreary night; 
Yea, they are my sword prevailing 
And my cup of joy unfailing. 

4. Precious Jesus, I beseech Thee, 
May Thy words take root in me; 
May this gift from heaven enrich me 
So that I bear fruit for Thee! 
Take them never from my heart 
Till I see Thee as Thou art, 
When in heavenly bliss and glory 
I shall greet Thee and adore Thee. 


Hymn: LSB 583 God Has Spoken by His Prophets
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