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

Saturday, September 28, 2013

"That's My King!" Who Became The Slave Of All And Ransomed His People From The Fall By Giving The Greatest Gift Of All!


James and John want a real high seat
To them the glory's really sweet
Their faith is mixed with pride – conceit
Yet Jesus loves His erring sheep
He'll redirect their prideful bleat
He died to make them whole – complete
He'd bow down and wash their feet
He gave His life – the life elite
And like a slave His back was beat
The Father's wrath He'd head-on meet
When on that cross His blood secrete
And all His people's sins delete
He rose up from the dead complete
The devil, hell, and sin defeat
And at His table we will eat
Who trust in Him – hate sin, deceit
In Christ we never shall retreat
But die to self and serve discreet
To serve like Him we will repeat
He changes hearts that do compete
It's others needs we'll seek to meet
All because He took the heat
And made our lives with Him so sweet!

That's my King! Do you know Him?!

The bitter cup our Savior drank
He paid the ransom with no bank
All evil's hopes and dreams He sank
For He's our Rock – our battle tank
All enemies He will outflank
Above all powers He holds rank
And Him forever we will thank!

That's my King!

Our Christ became the greatest slave
He served the lowest, sinful knave
And gave His life for those depraved
So all His people He could save
His precious life for us He gave
And faced the Father's wrath so brave
He died – they placed Him in a cave
But then He rose up from the grave
So all your sins our God could waive
The path to righteousness He'd pave
And change the way that you behave
Upon His palms your names engrave
And now by faith you'll be His slave
And Him above all things you'll crave!

That's my King! I wonder if you know Him today?!

Christ Jesus Was The Greatest Slave
He Came To Serve And Love And Save
Though In Perfection He’d Behave
He Drank God’s Wrath Tsunami Wave
He Died But Then Rose From That Grave
By Faith Alone All Sin He’d Waive
God, With Christ’s Righteousness, Did Pave
On His Palms He Did Engrave
Us, His Loved Ones, Christ He Gave
And Christ Is All, Our Love, Our Crave
So Now We’re Others’ Humble Slave
And Love And Serve Like Christ The Brave
Our Ransom, Joy, Who Came To Save!

That's my King! That's my King!

Saturday, September 21, 2013

"That's My King!" Who Was Accused, Used, Bruised, And Spitefully Abused Then Rose Enthused So The Sting Of Death Would Be Defused And We Would Never Be Refused!


It's perfect Love Who leads the way
Toward death and pain and friend's betray
The Father's wrath His life would slay
But Love goes forth – He will not sway
Like a rock on strong display
His love for you won't turn away
To pay sin's debt the price He'll pay
And rise again without decay
So you can then forever say
“My Christ is all! Him I'll obey!  
His wondrous cross will be my stay!  
A love past knowing I'll survey!”  
All because He led the way
Then died and rose that great third day!

That's my King! Do you know Him?!

In Christ you do not have to fear
In all your trials He will be near
Even if you face the spear
Or lose that one you held most dear
He'll be with you to dry the tear
For He will always love sincere
And He's the One Who is most dear
So rise and praise and sing and cheer
For Him Who died your sins to clear
He took upon Himself the sneer
And had His side pierced with a spear
They spit on Him and beat severe
But He would live – come from the rear
Up from the grave He did appear
He reigns o'er all in every sphere!

That's my King!

He knows all things before they are
He knew from justice they'd stray far
He knew His body they would jar
And on His back they'd whip and mar
The crown of thorns His head would scar
They raised Him up on a crossbar
He died and rose – the morning Star
And lives forever with the scar
To love and change the way you are!

That's my King!

Jesus was made sin in our place
Our wickedness and sin so base
He did, in love, it all embrace
And in return He gives us grace
For all our sins He did erase
And take upon His life disgrace
So we could be a holy race
And after God we wholly chase
We long to see His holy face
Who died and rose to give us grace!

That's my King! I wonder if you know Him today?!

When He died upon that tree
The greatest love of all we see
It passes knowledge – vast and free
It's deeper than the deepest sea
And from its grip you cannot flee
For holy living, it's the key
So come to God – the One in Three
Turn from your sin – this is His plea
And trust the Son Who died for thee
Into His loving arms you'll flee
And there forever happy be!

That's my King!

Christ Jesus Took All Condemnation
He’s Hope, He’s Joy: The Incarnation
Went Up To Jerusalem On Station
The Heart Of The Earth And All Creation
To Ransom A People From Every Nation
Delivered By Men Who Deserve Damnation
Delivered By God Our Propitiation
Mocked And Flogged In Humiliation 
Crucified And Died To Bring Salvation
Then Rose Up Alive For Our Justification
This Is The Center, Our Preoccupation 
The First Of Importance, Our Firm Foundation
The Deepest Cause Of All Celebration
The End Of Our Joy Quest Consummation
For Christ Is All Our Exhilaration!

That's my King! That's my King!

Saturday, September 14, 2013

"That's My King!" Who Died And Gave Up Everything In Order To Salvation Bring So We Might Now Forever Sing!


“To follow You, we've left it all!” 
This Peter said while standing tall
There'd come a time when he would fall
Deny his Lord and shrink so small
But this our Lord did not appall
To save our souls He left it all
Though He's the biggest, He came small
And hid His glory for the gall
Upon that cross, which was His call
God's wrath on Him would soon befall
He rose alive to reinstall
What's right and good to never fall
For He forever will enthrall
Since He's the Christ Who's all in all!

That's my King! Do you know Him?!

Whatever you lose, Christ can repay
From His own fullness – He's the way
To joy and pleasure – bow and pray
For Him to be your heart's deep “Yea!”  
Then when all things He takes away
You can with humble joy say: 
“No sacrifice I've made this day!  
For Christ is all to me – my stay!” 
He'll keep you stable in the fray
All earthly treasures He'll outweigh
O'er all your heart He will have sway
You'll long to follow and obey
Even the hardest things He'll say
Since He died to love display
And rose alive on that third day
He molds your heart like humble clay
So be a child and trust His way!

That's my King!

Christ Jesus Gave Up Everything
Left Glorious Throne To Heaven Bring
To Sinners Who Have Felt Death’s Sting
He Died And Rose Our Reigning King
By Faith Alone We To Him Cling
Who Saves From Every Sinful Fling
He Conquered Death, There’s No More Sting
And Now When We Leave Everything
He Gives Far More And Makes Us Sing
With Him Life Has Eternal Zing
From Philly To Those In Beijing
His Praises Will Forever Ring
For He’s Our All, Our Everything
So Everything To Him We Bring
Our Satisfying Treasure King
From Where All Pleasures Flow And Spring!

That's my King! That's my King!

MAY THE LAMB THAT WAS SLAIN RECEIVE THE REWARD OF HIS SUFFERING!

"Two young Moravians heard of an island in the West Indies where an atheist British owner had 2,000 to 3,000 slaves. And the owner had said, "No preacher, no clergyman, will ever stay on this island. If he's ship wrecked we'll keep him in a separate house until he has to leave, but he's never going to talk to any of us about God. I'm through with all that nonsense."

So there were 3,000 slaves from the jungles of Africa brought to an island in the Atlantic, there to live and die without hearing of Christ.

Two young Moravians heard about it. They sold themselves into slavery to the British planter and used the money they received from their sale to pay their passage out to his island for he wouldn’t even transport them.

As the ship left its pier in the river at Hamburg and was going out into the North Sea carried with the tide, the Moravians had come from Herrenhut to see these two lads, in their early twenties, off - never to return again - for this wasn’t a four year term, they sold themselves into a lifetime slavery.

The families were there weeping, for they knew they would never see them again. And they wondered why they were going and questioned the wisdom of it. As the gap widened and the housings had been cast off and were being curled up there on the pier, and the young boys saw the widening gap, one lad with his arm linked through the arm of his fellow raised his hand and shouted across the gap the last words that were heard from them - he cried out:

"MAY THE LAMB THAT WAS SLAIN RECEIVE THE REWARD OF HIS SUFFERING!""

Paris Reidhead

Friday, September 6, 2013

"That's My King!" Who Does The Impossibly Hard Through His Body Scarred So From His Presence We Won't Be Barred!


It's hard for the rich to enter in
Love of money is gripping sin
This lust for wealth comes from within
May God show those like Benny Hinn
Who teach that money's how you win
That on God's Word they've put a spin
And though they teach this with a grin
They're leading millions into sin
With Christ alone we must begin
He's the poorest Who's ever been
No place for Him was in the inn
No home to live or rest therein
And on that cross they pierced His skin
He took the wrath of God for sin
And rose again so we can win
And follow Him Who's always been
By faith in Him we enter in
And though our paycheck may be thin
It's “Christ is all!” that makes us grin!

That's my King! Do you know Him?!

A camel can't fit in the eye
Of the needle if you try
It's impossible – that's why
To man this saying does apply
You can't be saved – on man rely
But God can do all things – no lie
And to all works that He would try
Impossible does not apply
For on that cross Jesus did die
And rose alive now seated high
To all impossible defy
In Him to all sin say goodbye
Behind His back all sins will fly
If to Him by faith you'll cry
In love to you He has drawn nigh
He chose you first – made you comply
Opened your heart – He did apply
His saving grace you can't deny
With gratitude we all must cry
“You chose us Father, how and why!”
We don't deserve this grace supply!”  
To earn His love we must not try
He freely gives to those who cry
And like a child on Him rely
Just humbly trust, and He thereby
Will grant you joys far past the sky!

That's my King!

Christ Jesus Reigns Upon His Throne
To Save The Rich Is Hard He’s Shown
He Does The Impossible Alone
Makes Camels Walk Through Needles Grown
He Died To Save, Our Sins Atone
Then Rose Alive And Moved That Stone
We’re Justified By Faith Alone
All Sins Behind His Back Are Thrown
Leave Everything To Him We’ve Flown
Give All For Christ Without A Groan
With Joy We Gain, Our Minds Are Blown
For He Repays Beyond What’s Known
Eternal Life Upon His Throne
In Us His Word And Joy’s Sown
We’ll Judge, Our Reign He Will Condone
By Him We’re Loved And Fully Known
He Is Our Treasure, Bone Of Bone!

That's my King! That's my King!