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Our
Suffering Saviour
He agonized in the
garden in deepest agony,
And prayed, "If it
be possible, let this cup pass from me";
Nevertheless, He drank
the cup, ' twas His Father's will above,
He drank it to the
bitter dregs because of His great love.
His apostles, being
weary, slept on in deep repose,
Never fufly realizing
their forthcoming woes;
With great sweat drops
of blood, Christ prayed on without remiss,
Until the hour that
Judas came and betrayed Him with a kiss.
They took Him and bound
Him and carried Him away,
To the palace of the
high priest to await the coming day;
Then the Jewish council
held a trial and 'tis so very odd,
They sentenced Him
to death because He said that He was God!
They beat Him, and
spit upon Him and did shamefully entreat,
And said that He must
now be tried at Pilate's judgement seat;
But PIlate found no
fault with Him and he told them so,
Nor, indeed, did Herod.
for to Herod He did go.
Once more, Pilate would
release Him but got nowhere with them,
For they cried vehemently,
"Crucify Him! Crucify Him!"
Then Pilate gave the
orders, it should be as they required,
Released Barabbas
to them, sentenced Jesus to be crucified!
Pilate scourged Him
and called together the whole soldier band,
They clothed Him with
a purple robe, placed a reed in His hand;
Crowned Him wish a
crown of thorns and then they bowed the knee,
Smiting Him upon the
heed in satanic mockery.
Now when they had finished
the torture which they began,
His visage was so
marred, more than any man;
Then they led Him
up the hill to darkest Calvary,
Crucified Him between
two thieves upon the cruel tree.
The mocking crowd passed
by with jeering taunts and sneers,
While the thieves
on either side cast the same in His ears;
But one thief suddenly
believed that Jesus was the Christ,
And Jesus said, "Today
you'll be with me in ParadIse."
Now as He bore His
peoples sins in His body on the tree,
He cried wish a load
voice, "My God, why hast Thou forsaken Me?"
Oh, the Father is
so pure and holy, sin He cannot look upon,
And so He turned His
back upon His precious, holy Son.
Thus His soul was made
a ransom for H is very own,
For them He suffered.
bled, and died, and bore it all alone;
And then He cried,
"Tis finished", and His Spirit He dismissed,
An earthquake rent
the rocks, the Son of God was this!
They took His body
from the tree and laid it in a tomb,
And for the ones who
loved Him it was a day of gloom;
But after three full
days and nights, their sorrowing was o’er,
For He arose from
that dark tomb and lives forevermore!
Now He ascended into
heav'n, sat down on the Fathers throne,
And now each day He
intercedes for those He calls His own;
Oh, blessed hope,
He'll come again, that forever they may be,
Joint-heirs with Him,
and live with Him, throughout eternity!
KING
Of Kings And LORD Of Lords
Jesus Christ, the
great creator, made the heav'n and earth,
And by His almighty
power, rules the universe;
We see His glory all
about, His Holy Word leaves no doubt,
That He is KING of
kings and LORD of lords!
Jesus Christ came down
from glory to this sinful earth,
He became our blessed
Saviour by His virgin birth;
He was God come down
to man, was crucified by wicked hands,
Though He was KING
of kings and LORD of lords!
Jesus Christ, the mighty
conqueror, from the tomb arose!
He arose with mighty
power, triumphant o'er His foes;
Oh, great salvation,
full and free, wondrous love beyond degree,
Oh, He is KING of
kings and LORD of lords!
Jesus Christ, the KING
Eternal, every eye shall see;
Precious Saviour,
by men rejected, He their judge shall be;
Every knee shall bow
to Him, every tongue confess to Him,
That He is KING of
kings and LORD of lords!
Sinner
Friend, Trust In Jesus
- Revelation 20:11-15
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Sinner friend, please
tell me — I really want to know,
Do you ever think
of eternity, through this life you go?
Do you think of a
holy God and that great judgment day,
When you'll learn
that, for your sins, forever you must pay?
Oh, do you know the
meaning that the second death implies?
It means that you
will then be cast into the lake of fire,
Separated forever
from the God of love and light;
Why did you treat
the Son of God with rejection and respite?
Alone, forlorn, forsaken
- Oh, how awful it must be,
To be forsaken by
God throughout eternity;
Never to know the
blessings which His love and mercy bring,
Never to know the
joy comfort of even the smallest things.
Never to see the passing
seasons, each dressed in splendid array,
Nor to awake in anticipation
of another lovely day;
No more to feel the
cooing breeze or see the sunshine bright,
No pale moon-glow
or twinkling stars to lighten the black, dark night.
Helpless, hopeless,
fearful, will be the destiny,
Of those rejecting
Jesus and the blood of Calvary;
No crystal, flowing
water to cool the burning brow,
Not even a single
drop of that, which they take for granted now.
Oh, sinner, trust in
Jesus while you still have life and breath;
Jesus is the only
way you'll escape the second death;
He is the only way
given whereby men must be saved;
Behold, how much He
loved, for His life He freely gave!
Suffering, bleeding,
dying, in shame and agony,
Jesus paid my sin-debt
as He hung upon the tree;
As I recall that awful
scene and see Him hanging there,
I realize He loved
me with a love beyond compare !
The
Future
Great tribulation
is coming soon upon this wicked world,
When God's unmitigated
wrath will surely be unfurled;
But when this happens
Christ will have His people safe above,
For God's wrath won't
fall on those whom He foreknew in love.
The Lamb of God will
take the book and open up the seals,
Then everything will
come to pass which God's word has revealed;
And when it is all
over, 'tis finished and 'tis done,
This world will then
become the kingdom of God's Son.
Sitting there upon
David's throne on beautiful Mount Zion,
Christ, the King,
will then rule this world with a rod of iron;
Knowledge of Him will
fill the earth as waters now cover the sea,
His people will rule
and reign with Him, this is God's decree.
Oh, what a wonderful
kingdom God's children will enter in,
For all creation will
then be free from the bondage of sin;
Like a beautiful garden
of roses, the desert will then be,
In place of thorns
and thistles will come up the myrtle tree.
Men will no longer
go to war as sinful men do now,
War instruments will
then be beaten into shears and plows;
Man will sit under
his own fig tree, his God - given place,
And of the former
lust and greed you will not find a trace.
Wolves and lambs will
lie down together in peace and harmony,
While a child may
play on the hole of an asp and perfectly safe shall be;
Nothing at all will
hurt or destroy in the kingdom of God's Son,
A man of a hundred
years will be considered very young.
Satan will be bound
for a thousand years while Jesus reigns in peace,
But after that, for
a little while, Satan must be released;
Deceiving the nations,
he will gather them, to compass the saints around,
But they will be devoured
by fire which God in heav'n sends down.
Into the lake of fire
and brimstone, Satan will then be cast,
To be tormented forever,
thank God, he will, at last!
The wicked dead will
then be judged, I'm sure they will tremble and quake,
For all not written
in the Book of Life will be cast in the fiery lake.
Then will be a new
heav'n and earth, an earth with no more sea,
God will dwell with
His people there and He their God shall be;
Former things will
pass away, they will live forever with Him,
Eternally blessed
and glorified, in the new Jerusalem!
Modern
Woman
These are the days
of the E.R.A..,
When modern woman
would have her way;
The scriptures, it
seems, she's never heard,
For she pays no attention
to God's word.
God's order of the
sexes she just ignores,
For man's place she
covets more and more,
Saying that she would
be equal with man,
Forgetting the fact
that she never can.
Neither could man ever
take her place,
For he's not equipped
for bearing the race,
Nor has he a mother's
instinct and love,
Given to her from
heaven above.
Now man reasons coolly
with his head,
But woman is led by
emotions instead;
God equipped man to
take the hard knocks,
But made the woman,
the cradle to rock.
Still, modern woman
doesn't see it that way,
So against her maker
she rebels every day;
With bobbed hair and
immodest dress,
For God's Holy Word
she could care less.
And even in churches
this rebellion prevails,
For God said long
hair and a covering, or veil;
In the church, be
silent, be quiet and meek,
But she has even decided
to preach!
Now God knows whats
best for His creation,
And, oh, how well
off would be this nation,
If each home were
a castle, every man a king,
With a queen subjected
to him in all things.
A queen he could love,
and honor, and cherish,
And work to this end,
that their home might flourish;
A queen in whom his
heart could safely trust ,
He would seek her
well-being, and protect her he must!
She would send him
off with a smile and a prayer,
And a sense of well-being,
knowing she was there;
To watch over his
children and keep them from harm,
Teaching them and
guiding them with a firm, loving arm.
And then he would hurry
when day's work was done,
Home to his queen,
his daughters and sons;
They would live for
each other and all live for God,
Serving Him together
as life's path they trod.
Oh, how much better
off would be the human race,
If woman, once more,
would take her God-given place;
But these are the
days of the E.R.A.,
And modern woman would
have her own way.
Who
Can Find A Virtuous Woman
Who can find a virtuous
woman,
Who serves God with
all her might?
Oh, her price is far
above rubies,
She is precious in
God's sight.
Oh, this sweet and
virtuous woman
Is her husband's joy
and crown;
His heart can safely
trust in her,
She will never let
him down.
Her children arise
and call her blessed,
Her friends and neighbors
praise her too;
For, to help, she
is always ready,
She will ever be true-blue.
In her tongue is the
law of kindness,
Her spirit is quiet
and meek;
Strength and honor
are her clothing,
The good of others
she always seeks.
Now this world's favor
is deceitful,
Beauty is a flower
that fades;
But a woman that fears
the Lord,
She shall certainly
be praised!
Pray
For God's Preachers
God forbid that I
should so sin,
By neglecting to pray
and make supplication,
For God's faithful
preachers, those ordained men,
Who preach the Christ
of eternal salvation.
Oh, those soldiers,
so courageous and brave,
Whom God has placed
at the battle front!
Against whom the enemy
rants and raves,
And of Satan's attacks,
they bear the brunt.
For they are the shepherds
of God's flocks,
Who feed His sheep
and watch o'er their souls;
To keep the flock
faithful to Jesus, their rock,
With their eyes upon
Him, is the pastor's goal.
But these are dark
days in which we're living,
Perilous days which
try men's souls;
For material gain
and television,
Have caused many sheep
to grow distant and cold.
Only a few will endure
sound doctrine,
Many seek preachers
to tickle their ears,
God's truths to them
seem false and mocking,
Fables of men they
had much rather hear.
Brothers and sisters,
is it any wonder then,
That God's dear Pastors
should often grieve
And become discouraged,
when Satan begins
To enter their flocks
and the sheep deceive?
Let us, then, be much
in prayer,
Constantly, earnestly,
often in tears;
Pray for God's Pastors
everywhere,
And for their flocks,
'til Jesus appears.
The
Greatest Of These Is Love
When
the church Jesus started was very young,
He
endued it with supernatural signs,
Such
as prophesying and speaking in tongues,
To
prove that His church was surely divine.
But
when the Bible was completed,
Prophecy
then was fully revealed;
Speaking
in tongues no longer was needed,
For
the need of signs had been fulfilled.
Yes,
prophesying and tongues have ceased,
But
still there remains three gifts from above -
Faith,
hope and love - just these three,
And
the greatest of these is love!
Now
faith looks up in adoration,
As
in this dark world we sojurn;
Hope
looks up with bright expectation,
Watching
and waiting for our Lord's return.
Faith
and hope will give way to sight,
When
our blessed Lord we see;
Oh,
what a future so glor'ously bright,
Is
awaiting you and me!
Faith
and hope will be needed no longer,
When
we reach that heavenly shore;
But
love will grow sweeter and stronger,
And
will be needed forever more.
The
Bride Of Christ
The
religious world looks down upon
Our
Lord's churches, so small;
But
they the victory have won,
For
He loves them one and all.
For
them, He suffered, so forlorn,
For
them, His life has given;
And
soon will take them home to join
His
first - born church in heaven.
His
church, complete, will be ready then,
To
become His loving Bride;
For
true and faithful she has been,
And
His word has not denied.
She
bought the truth and sold it not;
She
labored to expel all leaven,
And
will appear without blemish or spot,
To
take her place in heaven.
The
marriage of the Lamb shall come,
And
there will be His bride,
Dressed
in spotless righteousness,
Standing
by His side.
No
more shall she be martyred,
No
more shall she be scorned;
But
she shall be rewarded
For
all that she has borne.
Oh,
it shall be her destiny,
To
rule and reign with Him,
Then
live with Him eternally,
In
the New Jerusalem!
Fear
Not, Little Flock
Fear
not, little flock, for the Father has promised
To
give you the Kingdom some day;
Fear
not, little flock, though you're small and despised,
And
men heed not what you say;
For
when you assemble, the angels are there,
They
carefully listen to your words and prayers,
So
fear not, little flock, fear not.
Oh,
Jesus has said when you gather together,
That
there will He be in your midst;
So
fear not, little flock, no matter the weather,
For
what a great promise is this!
Just
keep up the work He gave you to do,
Be
steadfast, unmovable, faithful and true,
And
fear not, little flock, fear not.
Fear
not, little flock, and be not discouraged,
For
you are a part of His Bride,
Some
day up in heaven, without spot or wrinkle,
With
joy, you'll be by His side;
And
then you will say it was worth it all,
As
you live in that city of clear jasper walls,
So
fear not, little flock, fear not.
The
New Jerusalem
The
New Jerusalem will come down some day,
Sparkling
with jewels, glittering with gold;
'Tis
the place where Christ and His bride will stay,
Oh,
I'm sure the half has never been told.
Fifteen
hundred miles foursquare,
With
beautiful walls of priceless gems,
And
twelve pearl gates, wide open there,
For
naught can defile the New Jerusalem.
No
darkness there, just one eternal day,
No
need of the sun, for Christ is the light,
No
need of a temple, for we shall stay
Close
to our Saviour, in garments of white.
Oh,
ear has not heard, nor has eye seen
The
wonderful things which God has prepared;
Not
even in our fondest dreams
Could
we visualize what awaits us there.
But
I know we shall walk on golden streets,
Drink
from a crystal clear river,
Eat
twelve kinds of fruit, deliciously sweet,
Which
the tree of life delivers.
And
I know there are mansions of splendor
Awaiting
the blessed ones there;
With
joy and gladness we shall enter
That
city, so wond'rously fair.
The
Lord's Ekklesia
In
this world of religious confusion,
How
does one find that divine institution,
Which
Jesus founded while on this earth,
When
He said, "I will build my church"?
Well,
the Catholics say there is no hope
Outside
their church, headed up by the pope;
And
they say, though 'tis quite controversial,
That
the church is visible and universal.
The
Protestants say this is just not so
And
came out of the Catholic Church long ago;
For
the true church consists of believers everywhere,
'Tis
universal and Invisible, they declare.
But
the Baptists reject both these views,
For
these teachings are false, and these churches, too,
Were
institued by the father of lies,
That
great deceiver and blinder of eyes!
Well,
it just might help and make things easier,
To
know that the Greek word for church is Ekklesia;
A
called out assembly is what it means,
The
Greeks' town-meetings were Ekklesias, it seems.
Now
Jesus's Ekklesia was called out by Him,
And
visibly assembled at Jerusalem;
This
church, too, was like a hive of bees,
Which
swarm and send out new colonies.
Thus,
down through the ages of time they have come,
Each
church started by a pre-existing one;
There
are some here today, they are bound to be,
For
Christ promised His church perpetuity.
When
we study the Bible we can find
No
universal church of any kind;
But
local, visible churches instead,
Each
church, a body, with Christ, it's head.
A
pillar and ground of the truth on this earth,
That's
what the Bible calls the Lord's church;
But,
for the whole truth, onlt Baptists contend,
All
others teach the traditions of men.
And
here's another truth which I would state;
You
can't find a place and you can't find a date,
This
side of Jerusalem and Jesus Christ,
That
the Baptist church started, try as you might!