Lord, be Thou My King this Day

 

For every believer living in a realm of grace, the only way to keep from drifting—and the only way to keep enjoying the sweet fullness of the New Covenant privileges that Christ has purchased for us—is that we, too— remembering who we belong to, and what He’s done, and what He’s going to do—we firmly set our determination to have an allegiance for one King.

John Snyder, Living with the True God: Lessons from Judges

 

Frances Ridley Havergal (1836-1879) was a British author, poet, and hymn writer. Best known today for her hymns such as “Take My Life and Let it Be” and “Like a River Glorious,” Havergal also wrote more than a hundred other hymns as well as spiritual poems and rich devotional books. Havergal’s writings contain rich theological truths in the moving style of a poet.

My King: Daily Thoughts for the King’s Children is among Havergal’s devotional books and contains 30 daily reflections on the kingship of Christ.

 
 
 

In day 2 of My King, “The Promise of the King,” Havergal writes,

“I will be thy King.”
Hosea 13:10

He knows our need of a king. He knows the hopeless anarchy, not only of a world, but of a heart, without a king. Is there a more desolate cry than ‘We have no king’?—none to reverence and love, none to obey, none to guide and protect and rule over us, none to keep us in that truest freedom of whole-hearted loyalty. Have we not felt that we really want a strong hand over our hearts? That having our own way is not so good as another’s way, if only that other is one to whom our hearty and entire confidence and allegiance can be and are given? Has there not been an echo in our souls of the old cry, ‘give me a king’?—a cry that nothing can still but this divine promise, ‘I will be thy King!’

But the promise has been given; and now, if the old desolate cry of a kingless heart comes up in an hour of faithless forgetfulness, His word comes like a royal clarion, ‘Now, why dost thou cry out aloud? Is there no king in thee?’ And then the King’s gracious assurance falls with hushing power, ‘I will be thy King.”

How glad we are that He Himself is our King! For we are so sure that He is able even to subdue all things unto Himself in this inner kingdom, which we cannot govern at all. We are so glad to take Him at His word, and give up the government into His hands, asking Him to be our King in very deed, and to set up His throne of peace in the long disturbed and divided citadel, praying that He would bring every thought into captivity to His gentle obedience.

We have had enough of revolution and revolts, of tyrants and traitors, of lawlessness, and of self-framed codes. Other lords (and oh, how many!) have had dominion over us. He has permitted us to be their servants, that now, by blessed and restful contrast, we may know His service. Now we only want ‘another King, one Jesus.’ He has made us willing in the day of His power, and that was the first act of His reign, and the token that ‘of the increase of His government and peace there shall be no end’ in our hearts.

Lord, be Thou my King this day! Reign more absolutely in me than ever before. Let the increase of Thy government be continual and mighty in me, so that Thy name may be glorified in me now and forever.

Reign over me, Lord Jesus!
Oh, make my heart Thy throne!
It shall be Thine forever,
It shall be Thine alone!