For as the lightning flashes and lights up the sky from one side to the other, so will the Son of Man be in his day. Luke 17:24
But for you who fear My name, the sun of righteousness shall rise with healing in its wings. Malachi 4:2

But far be it from me to boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ . . . Galatians 6:14
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!" - Mather

Saturday, December 13, 2014

"That's My King!" Who Couldn't Carry His Cross To The Place Of The Skull Where All Seemed Loss The Wrath Of God He Would Exhaust To Purchase Us At Greatest Cost!

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
He was whipped with a scourging cord
Spit from wicked mouths was on Him poured
Soldiers mocked Him who were bored
He was hated and abhorred
"Crucify!" the crowd had roared
And this – this should leave us totally floored
Like our hearts are cut with a sword
Our anger burns with one accord
For Him Who should be full adored
As heaven and earth's greatest reward
But you were there when they crucified my Lord
It was our sin that left Him gored
It was our sin that killed our Lord
Yet for us all He was abhorred
His love – so great – is our award
So trust Him now and be restored!

That's my King!  Do you know Him?!

When we come and assemble
It should cause us to tremble
Our Christ they'd disassemble
So badly not even a man did He resemble!

Jesus they would fully demean
The site of Him became obscene
On a slave He'd have to lean
To bear His cross Simon Cyrene
To help the Lord he'd intervene
The first to bear his cross we've seen
To follow Christ – this is routine
It's death to self – no in between
All or nothing is the scene
So die to self and on Him lean!

That's my King!

They took our Lord outside the gate
The place of the skull to meet His fate
And on the way He'd face the hate
Of those He made and did create
Toward the prize His face was straight
The joy before Him would elate
He'd die and bear sin's wicked freight
Then rise alive as heaven's Great
Now trust the Lord and on Him wait
He'll save your soul and change your state
He'll take away your sin and hate
He'll bear your load and take your weight
So you can enter heaven's gate!

Our glorious Lord suffered crucifixion
An unspeakable physical affliction
But the physical was almost like a fiction
Compared to the spiritual eviction
He endured from His Father's infliction
Of everlasting wrath conviction
So that you would never face eviction
From His eternal jurisdiction
He'll save from all your dereliction
Free you from every addiction
And sing over you a love song benediction!

That's my King!

Of all His clothes our Lord was stripped
Like an animal He was whipped
From His back the flesh was ripped
The sour wine He couldn't have sipped
In chains of wrath His soul was gripped
But He arose and death He flipped
For from its hold He finally slipped
So we forever won't be stripped
In righteous robes we'll be equipped
And by His love forever gripped!

That's my King!  That's my King!

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