1-Minute Meditation: Jesus

I sing the words of this song to my boys every night at bedtime. It’s simple, having only four lines, but the words are powerful and have the ability to guide the course of my day, week, month, year and life.

May I encourage you as you read this to center on every word,
marinating in the beauty of this truth. Hide it away in your heart and
take it out during the course of your week when you are in need of direction.
I promise you this, it will leave you better than when you came.

“Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
look full in His wonderful face
and the things of earth will grow strangely dim
in the light of His glory and grace.”

Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith;
who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross,
despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.”

Hebrews 12:2

A PDF version of the song in it’s entirety: Turn your eyes upon Jesus

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  4. Reblogged this on Pilgrim Wanderings and commented:
    Good – and much needed – reminder to focus on Him and not circumstances as I start this week. I love the old Newsboys version of this song called “Where You Belong.” It uses the same chorus, but has different lyrics from the original hymn.

    “Where You Belong / Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus”

    When you’re dull from all that glitters,
    when you’re thoughts have a hollow ring,
    when you can’t escape from the fact you
    are getting it wrong…

    All your foolproof plans seem foolish,
    all your status is status quo,
    all your really need to know
    is where you belong.

    [Chorus]
    Turn your eyes upon Jesus.
    Look full in his wonderful face.
    And the things of earth will grow
    strangely dim in the light
    of his glory and grace.

    I was used to the cold for so long
    that I couldn’t feel anything.
    And I shivered and stared like a beggar
    who won’t lift his hands.
    I was numb until he touched me.
    I was deaf until he heard.
    I was senseless ’til I met the one
    who understands.

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