Desconsolate; grace and mercy; boldly

Grantsville Stake conf  Sept 10, 2017

Hebrews 4:16
16 Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.

Come, Ye Disconsolate

Thoughtfully

1. Come, ye disconsolate, where’er ye languish;
Come to the mercy seat, fervently kneel.
Here bring your wounded hearts; here tell your anguish.
Earth has no sorrow that heav’n cannot heal.

2. Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying,
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure!
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying,
“Earth has no sorrow that heav’n cannot cure.”

3. Here see the Bread of Life; see waters flowing
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above.
Come to the feast of love; come, ever knowing
Earth has no sorrow but heav’n can remove.

Text: Thomas Moore, 1779–1852. Verse three, Thomas Hastings, 1784–1872
Music: Samuel Webbe, 1740–1816

Weakness vs sin
Blessing of mortality vs selfish, self centered, rationalized behavior against God
Sin can cause injury.
Living in Babylon vs living in Zion

Kenneth Cole song "Broken"

LyricsBroken

Kenneth Cope

Broken clouds give rain Broken soil grows grain Broken bread feeds man for one more day Broken storms yield light The break of day heals night Broken pride turns blindness into sight Broken souls that need His mending Broken hearts for offering

Broken hearts for offering

Could it be that God loves broken things Broken chains set free Broken swords bring peace Broken walls make friends of you and me To break the ranks of sin To break the news of Him To put on Christ till His name feels broken in Broken souls that need His mending Broken hearts for offering I believe that God loves broken things And yet, our broken faith, our broken promises

Sent love to the cross

And still, that broken flesh, that broken heart of His Offers us such grace and mercy Covers us with love undeserving This broken soul that cries for mending This broken heart for offering I'm convinced that God loves broken me Praise His name—my God loves broken things So, broken cloud—Give rain And broken soil—Grow grain And broken bread—Feed man for one more day

Elder Wirthlin  ....the Lord will compensate every loss here