Pressed so intensely it seems beyond strength;
Pressed in the body and pressed in the soul,
Pressed in the mind till the dark surges roll;
Pressed by foes, and pressured by friends;
Pressure on pressure, till life nearly ends;
Pressed into loving the staff and the rod,
Pressed into knowing no helper but God;
Pressed into liberty where nothing clings,
Pressed into faith for impossible things;
Pressed into living a life for the Lord,
Pressed into living a Christ-life outpoured.
Annie Johnson Flint (1866-1932)
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When I am pressed,You are with me
When I am down on the knee,
Praying, calling: Mercy, Lord,
Let me hear tender cord!
Glory, Christ is born for us,
We in Russian call Him" Spas".
Маша
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