He giveth more grace as our burdens grow greater,
He sendeth more strength as our labors increase;
To added afflictions He addeth His mercy,
To multiplied trials He multiplies peace.
When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources
Our Father’s full giving is only begun.
Fear not that thy need shall exceed His provision,
Our God ever yearns His resources to share;
Lean hard on the arm everlasting, availing;
The Father both thee and thy load will upbear.
His love has no limits, His grace has no measure,
His power no boundary known unto men;
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again.
— Annie J. Flint — 1866–1932
Today represents possibly the third or fourth time I’ve heard Ravi Zacharias quote this hymn, and in his usual manner, I find his delivery [ listen ] to give prose far greater impact than when I render with my own phrasing when reading or reciting. He included this in part two of his most recent Let My People Think message, “What answer for the wicked human heart?”. Pt 1, Pt 2