The Poet's Perseverance
My dream began with gentleness, soft music and soft light...
I sat upright with happiness as my white cloud took flight!
I sailed across the sky above warmed by the sun and breeze...
It was as if I felt God's love and God blessed me with peace!
An angel in the distance flew - at first I was amazed!
He floated near, out of the blue, and then to me he faced.
He said, Hello! and sweetly smiled as if he knew me well!
To him, I was a Christian child, adopted, saved from Hell!
I bid you joy and peace divine both now and evermore!
I thanked him for this noble sign which I could not ignore!
Please tell me, do you preach God's Word to rescue souls on Earth?
I told him he could be assured, I'd preached for all my worth!
He asked, How many have believed the Gospel of the Cross? '
And then I wept and truly grieved for I was at a loss!
I cannot say, I do not know! Who reads my poetry?
How many Gospel seeds I sow remains a mystery!
But I will persevere by faith! I'll try and try again!
I truly hope my words will save and God will bless my pen!
The angel shone with utmost joy! Amen! I'll tell the Lord!
God grant you boldness to employ the power of God's Word!
poem by Denis Martindale
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
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The Vision Was Quite Clear
The vision was quite clear.
At first, it began with a map.
I was walking in a forest.
I was holding the map in my hands.
Then a wall appeared in front of me,
Stopping me abruptly, halting my journey.
Another wall appeared to my left.
Another wall appeared to my right.
Another wall appeared behind me.
I was trapped and without help I would die.
Above me, I heard something.
An angel flew overhead.
'Help me out of here! ' I asked.
He smiled, 'You do not understand.'
It seemed I must stay awhile.
A few days passed by without release.
I was so hungry yet all I had was the map.
The angel suggested I eat the map.
'How else will you stay alive? ' he asked.
But I knew God gave me the map.
I must not eat it for it still had worth.
'I will wait upon the Lord to deliver me! '
The angel smiled and then came the miracle.
Both his wings fell off and fell to me.
'Put them on! ' said the angel.
'You have passed the first test! '
I put the wings upon my back.
I flew upwards to thank him.
The angel accepted my thanks.
In seconds, he disappeared.
I was alone, yet now I could fly.
I flew to the top of the mountain.
I built an altar and worshipped the Lord.
A white cloud appeared above me.
Lightning flashed and burnt my wings.
I was merely a man once more...
Yet I was happy being so close to God.
Knowing I was loved was enough.
Knowing I still had the map for my journey.
Then I heard the voice of God.
'Visions and prophecies, wisdom and love.
All these I will give unto you.
You are My child, adopted forever.
Obey Me and I will bless you... forever...'
poem by Denis Martindale
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Mary, Mother Of Jesus
In Roman times, when swords were raised,
And peace on Earth was rare,
There lived a girl now highly praised,
A girl beyond compare...
Her name was Mary, Joseph's love,
Betrothed, untouched by Man...
Who met an angel from above
Who then revealed God's plan!
'Young maiden, you are full of grace!
The Lord chose you of all!
You shall conceive and then embrace
The child that God must call!
He shall be king and rightly so,
Begotten of the Lord!
And blessed is he, God's Son to know...
So, Mary, be assured! '
God's Son was born as prophesied!
To Mary, here on Earth...
In time, she saw Him crucified!
Esteemed not for His worth!
Her heart was broken just like His!
She held his mortal frame!
And neath her tears, a final kiss
As she whispered His name...
Her heart was numbed just like her soul...
With trembling hands she prayed...
Although she knew God kept control,
Her spirit was dismayed!
With trembling lips she sought His peace,
Like none on Earth before!
In hopes her faith would thus release
A miracle and more!
When Jesus left His tomb of death,
The sun was rising, too...
The Saviour savoured God's new breath
And knew what He must do...
'With God, all things are possible!
Forgiveness, born of faith! '
Such is the Gospel preached by Paul
To those whom God would save...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Saved To Be Commissioned
Lord help us see what we’re not and change us not a little but a lot.
There is work to do for the harvest is plentiful but workers are few.
Christ came to show us The Way, why are we quiet almost every day?
He didn’t give us a spirit of timidity but of boldness for eternity.
Saved by The One and Only Name, how can we choose to remain the same?
We were saved out of the night to lead men to the only saving light.
Many today do not know His Name; Paul points this out to our shame.
But, we’ve been saved to proclaim our Blessed Lord and Savior’s Name.
We do live by faith in Christ alone but we need to point others home.
Remember back in your youth when someone shared with you The Truth.
The truth that all need to hear is that Christ’s return is very near.
First they must hear The Good News and there’s little time to lose.
Of The Gospel Paul was not ashamed for it is power when proclaimed,
Its power unto salvation meant to be preached to every single nation.
Salvation comes to all who believe, preach The Word and you will see.
Paul was a part of The Great Commission which today is our mission.
Our mission is sharing of God’s Word until men everywhere have heard.
The Gospel is Christ died for you and me and will return in Victory.
He’s coming back to redeem His own and take us to our Eternal Home.
Christ saves all who do believe; accept Him now and you won’t grieve.
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Nottingham By Night
My dream began that midnight hour, my spirit soared on high
And midst such wonder and such power I flew across the sky...
As if an angel, blessed with wings, with supernatural eyes,
I paused to ponder precious things with wisdom oh so wise...
For there upon the Earth below, a hundred thousand souls
Were shining brightly, all aglow, with love that overflows...
That pours out sweetly, just like wine, with kindness everywhere,
Inspired by God's love divine, each showed by what they share...
As I flew over, street-by-street, the hopes inside me grew,
For I saw people gently meet with words like, 'I love you! '
'But, Lord! ' I prayed, 'This prophecy as yet is unfulfilled...
Until You show them Calvary, no faith has been instilled...'
I heard the Lord reply in kind, as clear, as clear as day!
With holy scriptures to remind that Jesus is The Way...
'It's up to them! Each has a choice! As adults, they seek love,
Yet even little girls and boys can pray to God above...'
'What can I do to spread the Word? ' I asked the Lord again,
For by this dream my heart was stirred, so God gave me a pen...
'Write down the tenderness you've seen! The love that all could own!
The good, the bad and all between, such that these truths are known! '
That's why I share my dream today, with readers here and there
And why I'm much more prone to pray now I've been made aware...
Some souls are lost! Some souls are found! Dreams give us new insight.
A hundred thousand souls surround this poet day and night...
Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2012.
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poem by Denis Martindale
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Simply The Truth
At the beginning, we are told, no life, no space, no time...
Until God's holy word took hold for miracles sublime...
Then out of nothing, light was born and God began His task,
With each new evening and new dawn beyond what we could ask...
The distant stars we cannot see, yet they declare God's fame,
His glory, power and majesty and God knows each by name...
So how much more does God know Man? From womb to tomb and more!
That's why the Lord devised His Plan, salvation to assure...
Freewill for angels God desired, yet Satan still rebelled!
His services no more required, though he, the Lord, beheld!
Thus Man became the enemy, the victim, come what may...
The Devil fears eternity! He'll suffer Judgment Day...
Millenia have come and gone since Adam wept on Earth.
With Eve, he lived to carry on to grant new life through birth.
Alas, each life was soiled by sin, until God's Son was sent...
He died, our priceless souls to win, when to His Cross, He went...
Atonement made, God raised His Son, a Royal Priest above,
Made perfect by the things He'd done, He's called the King of Love!
In Christ, forgiveness is supplied, believers' sins are waived...
The Gospel Truth is preached worldwide for billions must be saved!
To think, that billions don't believe! There's so much left to do!
To think, there's so much to receive, because the Bible's true!
It's up to us, it's down to us... It's there in black and white...
The Messiah's Name is Jesus! The Lord who never lied...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Mariya And Son
Mariya the preacher went shopping!
Her son was at her side...
And their Christian tracts were dropping
In places far and wide!
From restaurants to ATMs,
From meters to phone booths!
These tracts like royal diadems
Were sparkling with God's truths!
The sun was shining up above,
The world was bright and new,
Almost as if God spoke with love,
'My Son, I give to YOU! '
Mariya smiling all the time,
Her son as good as gold,
Both walking in God's light sublime,
With winsome faith so bold...
A little child can share God's Word,
With tracts laid here and there,
Yet supervised, as is preferred
And covered with a prayer...
Mariya knows her way around,
She's found the Lord, that's why...
She walks as if she's Heaven-bound,
With twinkles in each eye!
In Heaven, tracts are never seen,
For who would need to know?
But here on Earth, let's intervene!
A-tract souls as we go!
A-tract lost souls! Each day! Be brave!
Mariya knows the score!
What wonders wait the souls we save!
There's joy forevermore!
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2012.
The Gospel poem is about a short video showing
Mariya giving out Christian tracts to passersby,
in the hope of preaching the Gospel to them.
The Gospel website is dikayo-dot-com and
God bless Mariya who emailed me the video link.
Video shortcut: bit.ly/2MinTip
It links to parts 1 and 2 and also the
dikayo username playlist for lots more!
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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The Missing Poem
When life was done, my soul left Earth,
Thus I was Heaven bound,
Perhaps to prove my works had worth
Based on the faith I found...
So I flew high above the sky,
Past sun, moon, stars and more
And only when I'd left them by,
Could I see Heaven's door...
As I approached, it opened wide,
I landed gently down...
On holy ground I stood inside,
An angel held my crown...
I put it on, he held my hand
And led me to and fro,
Across this precious wondrous land
God only could bestow...
Within the Palace of the King
The angel bid me walk,
Then he flew off, more saints to bring,
While Christ and I would talk...
The Saviour smiled, explaining all,
My good works known full well,
As were the times He saw me fall,
Sad times I went through Hell...
My book of poems then appeared,
He said, 'One's missing, friend...'
And while the Saviour stroked His beard,
I failed to comprehend...
An angel with a scroll came close,
The poem to recite
And I recalled the lines of prose
Which I refused to write...
'You were a prophet till that day!
But suddenly you spurned
The Gospel Truth that showed the way
So others could have learned! '
The Lord let out a weary sigh...
'A thousand souls were lost!
Without that poem each would die,
Unsaved to pay the cost! '
'Then send me back! I'll make amends!
I'll share it everywhere!
Translate it for God's foreign friends,
Close to the Sinner's Prayer!
I'll sell the house, the car, the yacht,
I'll preach for all I'm worth!
I'll give it everything I've got!
Please send me back to Earth! '
Christ shook my hand, bid me depart,
A second chance to save,
Then laid His hand upon my heart
And told me to be brave...
A second later, life began
And with it, clemency...
And since then I've revealed God's plan,
Christ's love and Calvary!
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
Near Death Experiences are shared on
various shows such as Testimony Time.
poem by Denis Martindale
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O Holy Night
Oh holy night!
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appear'd and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night divine
Oh night divine
Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here come the wise men from Orient land
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend.
Truly He taught us to love one another
His law is love and His gospel is peace
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother
And in His name all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we
song performed by by Lee Greenwood from God Bless The U.S.A.
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May You
May you learn to love the Lord,
And enjoy to read His Holy Word;
May the Lord teach you, all things in every way,
And God will inspire you to Pray every day.
May you be fulfilled, with Gods love thru' and Thru,
Learn to help others, and to them be true;
May you always be a kind and loving friend,
Serving the Lord your God, to the very end.
May you want to share the Gospel Story,
How Jesus came, to earth from Glory;
That He was here, born to die for us all,
To save mankind, from satans claw.
May the gifts of the spirit be bestowed on you,
Love, Joy, Peace, Gentleness, and the others too;
May you grow, to be more like Him every day,
So you'll become a stronger Christian, this is what I pray.
poem by Margaret Haig
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The Angel Told Me
Our little girl walked in the house,
I knew something was wrong...
And that is why I told my spouse,
In case we must be strong...
Our daughter was a gentle child,
Not given to pretence,
Completely calm, not acting wild,
A credit to her friends...
That day was different, we could tell,
No smile upon her face,
As if amazed, she sat a spell,
Recalling what took place...
'I've seen an angel! ' she explained,
'His wings were ten feet wide! '
And when she spoke, her voice was strained,
As if choked up inside...
The Doctor came and heard her tale
When we had left the room,
When he returned, he looked so pale,
His face so full of gloom...
'She told me things nobody knew
Except myself alone!
Nobody else would have a clue,
There's no way she'd have known! '
We asked him what had happened next,
He gulped and cleared his throat...
As if his very soul was vexed
And with no antidote!
'She prophesied as she was told...
The angel that she met,
Has silver hair and wings of gold,
That's why she can't forget...'
'Has she gone mad! ? ' we asked him straight.
'My friends, no need to fear...
This is God's will, her chosen fate,
Of that be crystal clear! '
So we calmed down and went to her
And kissed her just the same,
She prophesied what would occur...
We praised our Saviour's name...
In time, the prophecies came true,
Just as the angel said...
We prayed, 'Lord tell us what to do,
So that we might be led...'
The Saviour's voice spoke soft and low
And we thanked God because,
Christ said, 'Tell everyone you know
Why I died on the Cross...'
Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.
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poem by Denis Martindale
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Mariya The Preacher!
Mariya is a wondrous name!
Her face is sweet and kind...
Her heart, of course, is just the same!
Her mind is quite refined...
She preaches here, she preaches there,
Lost souls still need the Lord...
And when the Lord hears her in prayer,
He grants a new reward...
She proclaims a new beginning,
She sets her sights again
And her faith helps in the winning
Of lost souls now and then...
Compassion is the means by which
Evangelists reach out,
As if to help lost souls to switch,
The day they lose their doubt...
How wonderful it is to see
Mariya day-by-day,
For when she speaks of Calvary,
What more is there to say?
And yet our Lord has conquered death,
He lives in Christians now...
He is Jesus of Nazareth,
To whom all Christians bow...
Mariya has the Lord to praise
For blessings great and small
And yet for His amazing grace,
We ought to give our all...
So preach the Word and reach the lost!
Mariya hopes you will...
Because Lord Jesus paid the cost,
Mariya preaches still...
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2012.
The Gospel poem is about a short video showing
Mariya giving out Christian tracts to passersby,
in the hope of preaching the Gospel to them.
The Gospel website is dikayo-dot-com and
God bless Mariya who emailed me the video link.
Video shortcut: bit.ly/2MinTip
It links to parts 1 and 2 and also the
dikayo username playlist for lots more!
We can hear the word of the Lord on
Revelation TV on UK Sky Digital 581
as well as the WATCH NOW link on
the revelationtv-dot-com website...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Hymn 128
The apostles' commission.
Mark 16:15ff; Matt. 28:18ff.
"O preach my gospel," saith the Lord,
"Bid the whole earth my grace receive;
He shall be saved that trusts my word,
He shall be damned that won't believe.
"I'll make your great commission known,
And ye shall prove my gospel true,
By all the works that I have done,
By all the wonders ye shall do.
"Go heal the sick, go raise the dead,
Go cast out devils in my name;
Nor let my prophets be afraid,
Though Greeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme.
"Teach all the nations my commands,
I'm with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted to my hands,
I can destroy, and I defend."
He spake, and light shone round his head
On a bright cloud to heav'n he rode;
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.
poem by Isaac Watts
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The God Of Victory!
With a broken heart still beating,
While brothers bled and died,
A young boy prayed unceasing
With tears no more he cried...
With parents gone, alone, he knelt,
In hiding, no-one near
And yet with all the faith he felt,
In hopes that God would hear...
The shadow of the sun moved long
As dawn and noon passed by,
His body weak, yet faith grew strong,
As if it couldn't die...
Then, suddenly, he heard God's voice,
'Your prayer is heard, My son...
And answered if you make the choice
For what must yet be done...'
The boy replied, 'Explain it, Lord,
Reveal the future years! '
God said, 'Think not of years yet stored,
But every day that nears...
I am the God of Victory,
The King of Conquests, too,
The Author of Man's History,
Creating all things new...'
The boy's heart warmed with flames of fire,
His face like burning gold,
The emblems of the Lord's desire,
His message to be told...
Thus all who saw the boy asked why
And he revealed God's Word...
And faithful souls let out a sigh
As prophecies were heard...
The boy preached here, the boy preached there,
The Bible in his hand,
With parables beyond compare
Across the blood-stained land...
And thoughts of vengeance faded fast
And prayers outpoured like wine...
And gently peace was spread at last,
Anointed and divine...
His generation knew such peace,
The land was richly blessed,
They say God's wonders never cease,
Forgiveness proves the test...
Will we forgive? Will we share love?
Or will we cling to hate?
The God of Victory knows above...
I ask, 'Is it too late? '
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2012.
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More Poems Still To Do
It happened as I climbed the stairs, time frozen, in a spell,
So suddenly, no time for prayers, twixt Heaven, Earth and Hell.
Amid these great realities, stood my immortal soul,
Yet there I sensed a heartfelt peace, though I had no control.
I heard the voice of Jesus Christ, who told me who He was,
That for my sins, life sacrificed, as He bled on the Cross...
He bid me follow, I obeyed, then Heaven was revealed,
With Earth and Hell to fade and fade, as they were both concealed.
The entrance to God's wondrous place was slowly opened wide,
To bring a smile upon my face as I then walked inside.
I trembled as the Lord appeared and worshipped on my knees,
To stand again as Jesus neared... Behold, the Prince of Peace!
Yet why was I alone this way, was this my interview?
What were the words that I should say, except for 'I love You! '?
And so it was, I simply sighed... He smiled as we walked on,
Upto my home God's Son supplied, then quickly, He was gone!
A loneliness then filled my heart, my spirit drained as dead,
As if my world was torn apart, with nothing in its stead.
Without the Lord, what was it worth? No angel died for me.
Is this the fate that I deserve, for all eternity?
As I explored God's Paradise, with beauty left and right,
Its precious glory filled my eyes and yet gave no insight.
But then a pilgrim called my name, he ran and shook my hand!
As if I had my share of fame within this holy land...
'I've read your poems, friend, well done! ' I nodded in reply,
Then asked if he had seen God's Son, who never said, 'Goodbye! '
'Yes, that's to make you love Him more! To miss Him for a while!
Then once alone, to go, explore... It's not meant as a trial...'
Then other pilgrims gathered round, sweet words now reciting...
Quoting some hymns and poems found from my Christian writing.
I felt I was an honoured guest from all the things I learned.
When I was moved and truly blessed, it's then the Lord returned!
Lord Jesus told me I must leave! More poems still to do!
I gasped as I could barely breathe, amazed, with just one clue.
Then suddenly, I stood again, upon the stairs... on Earth...
A mortal, just as other men... yet with a sense of worth...
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2012.
We can hear the word of the Lord on
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poem by Denis Martindale
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Daddy Was An Old Time Preacher Man
(Dolly Parton)
Daddy was an old time preacher man
He preacher the word of God throughout the land
He preached so plain a child could understand
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
He told the people of he need to pray
He talked about God's wrath and judgement day
He preached about the great eternity
He preached hell so hot that you could feel the heat
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Aunt Leanona would get up to testify
And we'd sing "In The Sweet By And By"
The we'd sing "I'm On My Way To Canaan Land"
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Revivals and camp meetings went for weeks
Folks came from all around to hear him preach
Daddy said if one is saved it's worth it all
But the aisles were always filled at altar calls
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
Daddy worked for God but asked for no pay
For he believed that God provides a way
We never had a lot but we got by
Guess it's 'cause the Lord was on Daddy's side
Yes, Daddy was an old time preacher man
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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From The Cantata For N. F. S. Grundtvig
His day was the greatest the Northland has seen,
It one was with the midnight-sun's wonders serene:
The light wherein he sat was the light of God's true peace,
And that has never morning, nor night when it must cease.
In light of God's peace shone the
history
he gave,
The spirit's course on earth that shall conquer the grave.
Might of God's pure peace thus our
fathers'
mighty way
Before us for example and warning open lay.
In light of God's peace he beheld with watchful eye
The people at their work and the spirit's strivings high.
In light of God's pure peace he would have all learning glow,
And where his word is honored the 'Folk-High-Schools' must grow.
In light of God's peace stood 'mid sorrow and care
For Denmark's folk his comfort, a castle strong and fair;
In light of God's pure peace there shall once again be won
And thousand-fold increased, what seems lost now and undone.
In light of God's peace stands his patriarch-worth,
The sum and the amen of a manful life on earth.
In light of God's pure peace how his face shone, lifted up,
When white-haired at the altar he held th' atoning cup.
In light of God's peace came his word o'er the wave,
In light of God's pure peace sound the sweet psalms he gave.
In light of God's pure peace, as its sunbeam curtains fall
To hide him from us, stands now his memory for all.
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Do You Know God’s Only Way?
Do you know, this very day, from the Scriptures, God’s Only Way?
The only way from God my friend, to have God’s Peace in the end.
If from this life, you should depart, will you have a peaceful heart?
Have you in this present life, received as your Savior Jesus Christ?
Many people today speak of Him, but continue on with a life of sin,
Knowing of the Lord Jesus Christ, but they never give Him their life.
But knowing Him, as your Savior, is what changes your life forever,
Changing here our heart and mind, and then our bodies for all time.
It is only in God’s Word of Truth, where you can read written proof,
Of a change in the life of holy men, who in Christ, were Born Again.
Men like Paul changing their ways, to the Lord God’s eternal praise,
Committing his life to God’s Son, sharing His Gospel with everyone.
The Gospel is still changing hearts, as His grace God freely imparts,
Changing men throughout the world, with the Gospel, that we herald.
Moving hearts today which are lost, to the power of Calvary’s cross,
Preparing men, like you and me, through that power for life eternally.
So this very day, are you assured, of Eternal Life in Christ our Lord?
By the only way ascribed by God, in a Savior who traveled this sod,
Coming to earth to be crucified, so eternally, we can be by His side.
So with a faith only in His sacrifice, will you be entering Eternal Life?
(Copyright ©08/2007)
The Christian Kingdom of Love
Blessed is the soul that's born again,
Cleansed by the Blood of Christ,
That mighty flood that teaches men
How much God sacrificed.
Lord Jesus chose the Cross to bear,
His destiny to face...
In answer to each sinner's prayer,
To save the Human Race...
That's why today the Gospel's taught
In Israel and beyond
And why today that we are bought
With Blood when we respond...
And so God's Kingdom must increase
With every passing week,
A million more God can release,
If we, lost souls, would seek.
It's by God's Word that faith can grow
Just like a mustard seed,
Until one day the world will know
How much God's love we need...
In word and deed, let's be a voice
In every wilderness,
So that lost souls can make the choice
That brings God's happiness!
(May 2011)
poem by Denis Martindale
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Abandoning God’s Gospel
Today many gospels may go around, but, many are just not sound,
Many men preach a gospelly goop, with little Truth in religious soup,
As there’s no meat in their broth, for men who feed from that trough,
Those pulpits of the broader way, as they lead men spiritually astray.
They say in God, that they believe, but, His Truth, they don’t receive,
While they recognize philosophy, and man’s watered down theology,
As they don’t teach from God’s Word, although, His Truth is inferred,
But, only for the appearance of good, as His Truth is misunderstood.
Their gospel is for a social cause, as they put God’s Word on pause,
As they reach to man’s social need, Eternal Truths, they do not heed,
And the real Gospel is ultimately lost, as they avoid the bloody cross,
While avoiding the very reason why, upon that cross Christ had to die.
In their gospel there is no trace, of every man’s need for God’s Grace,
As their gospel ignores sin and Hell, omitting God’s Truth they will tell,
All their listeners, they go to Heaven, which is purely, religious leaven,
And their pews may be very full, but, what’s missing is God’s Gospel.
Many of these men may even muse, about Truth, we call Good News,
But, they need the bad news first, if they’re to have any spiritual thirst,
That being all men deserve to perish, apart from The Lord, we cherish,
And that all only find Eternal Life, in our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©08/2010)