Weep no more; behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah . . . has conquered . . . Revelation 5:5
But far be it from me to boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ . . . Galatians 6:14
You have been very angry with your Anointed One. Psalm 89:38
For I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and Him crucified. 1 Corinthians 2:2
Let the motto upon your whole ministry be - "Christ is All!" - Cotton Mather

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

"That's My King!" Who's The Center Of All Thanksgiving As The God Of The Living Through His Merciful Forgiving!

As you enjoy your thanksgiving food, don't forget the Seed and serpent feud when Adam fell the war ensued because the serpent crass and crude and as the lying devil shrewd, God's Word to Eve and Adam skewed; Then in the world all evil brewed; From garden bliss He did exclude; All sinners with their attitude; But God sent a Savior to change the mood; In this dark world Light did intrude; His whole life all worthiness accrued; And at His death He was stripped and nude and treated as the unwanted lewd; There the war was done – it did conclude; Death's jaws He would finally elude; By all evil He couldn't be subdued; This whole world would be renewed, and you, though in your sin and hatred rude; By mercy He graciously pursued so that you in heaven He might include as you trust in Him when His beauty's viewed!
Now He's the center of all your praise; All His good gifts are merely rays that point us back to the Ancient of Days; He's the Sun that burns our idol haze and sets our hearts for Him ablaze; He blesses with gifts in manifold ways, but to the Source our eyes must raise and with Him our greatest allegiance stays; His grace and glory alone amaze!
In every delight you've ever desired, Christ is the joy you truly admired; Every good thing from Him is inspired; For eternally deep joy He is required; With the Father and the Spirit He has conspired to ensure fullness of joy in Him is acquired!

That's my King!  Do you know Him?!

Be thankful that He saved from Hell; Now with your soul it all is well; In His house forevermore you'll dwell; All your sin He'll finally expel and in righteousness you'll truly excel; So from the mountain top go and yell and everyone His Gospel tell for it's His great love that must compel!
Be thankful He's a sovereign King; Elect He chose under His wing; Totally depraved a sinful spring; He died for them to make them clean; Irresistibly to God He'll bring and to Him alone they'll always cling; His glories to forever sing!
Be thankful He loves Himself the most; He'll fill you with His Holy Ghost and with His pleasures you'll be engrossed; He's the greatest joy from coast to coast; He's the delight of all of heaven's host; May He forever be your only boast!
Be thankful Christ is the center from Genesis to Revelation; He's the Word God spoke at the beginning of creation; And this Word became flesh in the glorious incarnation; He was the fourth man in the furnace of the Shadrach conflagration; He's the greater Adam Who overcame the Devil's temptation and passed the earthly probation; He's the greater Moses Who lead His people  without hesitation into the promised land where there'd be no tribulation; He's the greater David Who represented His congregation in the great confrontation where He endured condemnation to save them from damnation!
Be thankful for His Gospel every day; We need it for the power in all we do and say; It's not just for the beginning when we start to walk Christ's way; But something to always live out in its manifold array; We must always put it on display; It'll keep us from going astray, help us pray, and we must always seek to give it away!
Be thankful for His lovely Bride; For her alone He bled and died; He always stands right by her side; She displays His beauty to the whole worldwide and to principalities and powers all outside; Her every need He will provide and in glorious bliss she'll forever abide!

That's my King!

All the thanks you could ever render could never repay the Christ our Defender; He came and defeated every contender; He sends to endless Hell every offender and unmasks the heart of every pretender; So bow to Him by faith and surrender, and He'll fill your heart with everlasting splendor!
He's the God of the living Who raises up from the grave; He puts an end to death's cold wave; Through the cross and resurrection He forgave; All sinners who repent and believe He'll save!
Mercy-Heart is His beautiful name; I'm so glad He took the shame and blame that I should claim for my every wicked frame; But He became the same and by imputation my sin became; His Father's wrath He'd finally tame so that "Freedom!" we could forever exclaim if "Mercy!" too we'd cry and proclaim; May His glory alone be our only aim all for the sake of the fame of His beautiful name!
He taught me "Christ is all!" through rejection and pain and to boast only in the cross off the coast of Bahrain; So many earthly treasures I wanted to attain; He taught me to live is Christ and to die is gain; May I wholly die now, fall to earth like a grain; Then fruit I'll produce that only He can sustain; All praise and honor be to the Lamb Who was slain and with Him someday we'll forever reign; Then all the reasons for all the pain He'll forever make plain as we enjoy pleasures and delights that will never wane!

That's my King!  That's my King!

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