On One Stone Shall Be Seven Eyes
Jesus Christ, the Lord's anointed,
Who his blood for sinners spilt;
Is the Stone by God appointed,
And the church is on him built:
He delivers all who trust him from their guilt.
Many eyes at once are fixed
On a person so divine;
Love, with aweful justice mixed,
In his great redemption shine:
Mighty Jesus! give me leave to call thee mine.
By the Father's eye approved,
Lo, a voice is heard from heav'n,
Sinners, this is my Beloved,
For your ransom freely given:
All offences, for his sake, shall be forgiven.
Angels with their eyes pursued him,
When he left his glorious throne;
With astonishment they viewed him
Put the form of servant on:
Angels worshipped him who was on earth unknown.
Satan and his host amazed,
Saw this stone in Zion laid;
Jesus, though to death abased,
Bruised the subtle serpent's head:
When to save us, on the cross his blood he shed.
When a guilty sinner sees him,
While he looks his soul is healed;
Soon this sight from anguish frees him,
And imparts a pardon sealed:
May this Saviour be to all our hearts revealed!
With desire and admiration,
All his blood-bought flock behold;
Him who wrought out their salvation,
And enclosed them in his fold:
Yet their warmest love, and praises, are too cold.
By the eye of carnal reason
Many view him with disdain;
How will they abide the season
When he'll come with all his train:
To escape him then they'll wish, but wish in vain.
How their hearts will melt and tremble
When they hear his aweful voice;
But his saints he'll then assemble,
As his portion and his choice;
And receive them to his everlasting joys.
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His Body And Blood
I thank God for His grace and love, and for Christ’s Body and Blood,
His Body that was God’s Sacrifice, Jesus’ Body that paid sin’s price,
For Christ’s Blood, that was spilled, as The Father above, had willed,
For our Lord’s death at Calvary, so that believers could live Eternally.
It is through the very Blood of Christ, that sinners can have New Life,
From the Body, prepared for Him, redeeming souls from all their sin,
For The Lord had sent His Only Son, to be Redemption for everyone,
And all we must do is to believe, and God’s Salvation we will receive.
Today an empty grave now shows, though He died, Christ has arose,
The same power will be given to us, who, have come to Christ Jesus,
Though we are still on the earth, we receive God’s Spirit by New Birth,
Promised by our Lord to all men, when in Christ, they are Born Again.
Born of God, by The Spirit above, when we’re cleansed by His Blood,
Forgiven of all our sin and shame, all through the Power of His Name,
We are now the children of God, to walk anew upon the earth we trod,
To no longer be a part of the night, but now, to be The Savior’s Light.
This, all because God loved us first, even, when we were at our worst,
And His love was for all sinners lost, so our Lord employed the cross,
Crucifying Christ the Spotless Lamb, to pay sin’s price for every man,
This is His New Covenant of Blood, provided to us all by God’s Love.
I Trust In Jesus
Before this body turns to dust
Before this world I leave
Upon The Lord I've placed my trust
Upon The Rock I'll cleave
I've placed my trust in Jesus Christ
God's Son of flesh and bone
The innocent Lamb sacrificed
I trust His word alone
I trust He chose for man to die
Then rose again to reign
That as God's Seed He'd multiply
His flock when born-again
I trust His blood can cleanse the soul
I trust His blood can save
His very name can make us whole
And save us from the grave
I trust in Jesus' loving care
I trust He bore my shame
I trust the love He came to share
Remains today the same
I trust the pardon Jesus bought
Can save this wretch from hell
I trust Salvation's true report
My Saviour had to tell
Although the devil's out to harm
Though Satan's he's out to kill
I trust my Lord's almighty arm
I trust His righteous will
I trust my life to Christ The Lord
I trust in Heaven's Door
I trust in God's Almighty Sword
I'll trust Him evermore…
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I Trust In Jesus
Before this body turns to dust
Before this world I leave
Upon The Lord I’ve placed my trust
Upon The Rock I’ll cleave
I’ve placed my trust in Jesus Christ
God’s Son of flesh and bone
The innocent Lamb sacrificed
I trust His word alone
I trust He chose for man to die
Then rose again to reign
That as God’s Seed He’d multiply
His flock when born-again
I trust His blood can cleanse the soul
I trust His blood can save
His very name can make us whole
And save us from the grave
I trust in Jesus’ loving care
I trust He bore my shame
I trust the love He came to share
Remains today the same
I trust the pardon Jesus bought
Can save this wretch from hell
I trust Salvation’s true report
My Saviour had to tell
Although the devil’s out to harm
Though Satan’s he’s out to kill
I trust my Lord’s almighty arm
I trust His righteous will
I trust my life to Christ The Lord
I trust in Heaven’s Door
I trust in God’s Almighty Sword
I’ll trust Him evermore…
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I trust JESUS.......
Before this body turns to dust
Before this world I leave
Upon The Lord I’ve placed my trust
Upon The Rock I’ll cleave
I’ve placed my trust in Jesus Christ
God’s Son of flesh and bone
The innocent Lamb sacrificed
I trust His word alone
I trust He chose for man to die
Then rose again to reign
That as God’s Seed He’d multiply
His flock when born-again
I trust His blood can cleanse the soul
I trust His blood can save
His very name can make us whole
And save us from the grave
I trust in Jesus’ loving care
I trust He bore my shame
I trust the love He came to share
Remains today the same
I trust the pardon Jesus bought
Can save this wretch from hell
I trust Salvation’s true report
My Saviour had to tell
Although the devil’s out to harm
Though Satan’s he’s out to kill
I trust my Lord’s almighty arm
I trust His righteous will
I trust my life to Christ The Lord
I trust in Heaven’s Door
I trust in God’s Almighty Sword
I’ll trust Him evermore…
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Look Unto Me, And Be Ye Saved
As the serpent raised by Moses
Healed the burning serpent's bite;
Jesus thus himself discloses
To the wounded sinner's sight:
Hear his gracious invitation,
I have life and peace to give,
I have wrought out full salvation,
Sinner, look to me and live.
Pore upon your sins no longer,
Well I know their mighty guilt;
But my love than death is stronger,
I my blood have freely spilt:
Though your heart has long been hardened,
Look on me - it soft shall grow;
Past transgressions shall be pardoned,
And I'll wash you white as snow.
I have seen what you were doing,
Though you little thought of me;
You were madly bent on ruin,
But I said - It shall not be:
You had been for ever wretched,
Had I not espoused your part;
Now behold my arms outstretched
To receive you to my heart.
Well may shame, and joy, and wonder,
All your inward passions move;
I could crush thee with my thunder,
But I speak to thee in love:
See! your sins are all forgiven,
I have paid the countless sum!
Now my death has opened heaven,
Thither you shall shortly come.
Dearest Saviour, we adore thee
For thy precious life and death;
Melt each stubborn heart before thee,
Give us all the eye of faith:
From the law's condemning sentence,
To thy mercy we appeal;
Thou alone canst give repentance,
Thou alone our souls canst heal.
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I Am A Sinner
Friend, I’m a wicked sinner too, a fallen sinner, just like you,
But, I have been to Calvary, to the cleansing blood you see,
It is purely the Blood of Christ, which changed my sinful life,
Going to the cleansing flood, I was saved by Christ’s Blood.
Though I read the Truth before, I knew not Christ as my Lord,
Though religious I may have been, I was the victim of my sin,
Putting me at odds with God; inviting Judgment from His rod.
With no sin found in God at all, we’re alienated by Adam’s fall.
Worse than that all men must die, for the sin from Satan’s Lie.
But being a God of love, He sought man from Heaven above,
Not wanting anybody to perish, God sent One He did cherish,
God’s one and only Son Christ, this to grant all men New Life.
He came to earth with one plan; God’s salvation for sinful man,
God’s Judgment was the cost, to save a world of sinners lost.
For God’s price must be paid, and upon Him our sin God laid,
Making Him the perfect sacrifice, to pay the total of sin’s price.
I am still a sinner just like before, I accepted Christ as my Lord,
But the Blood of Jesus Christ, has given my life righteousness,
His Righteousness, not my own, to point sinners to the Throne,
So they can be forgiven too, by Him who died for me and you.
(Copyright ©06/2007)
Are You Going To Heaven
Are you going to Heaven
Do you know how to go to heaven? The bible tells the way
It's not through anything we could do, we are all sinners gone astray
We cannot change ourselves, our hearts are sinful and black
The bible says we've all gone our own way and are totally off track
There is no way we could ever be good enough, that we know for sure
So God in his great love and mercy provided the perfect cure
He gave the perfect sacrifice that could make our black heart white
It is the precious blood of Jesus, who gave his life to make it right
Jesus shed his blood on Calvary to wash us from our sin
He does all the changing of our heart when we invite him in
Just put your faith in Christ and trust in him alone
His dying on the cross paid it all and did for all our sins atone
Jesus' shed blood will wash your heart and cleanse all sin away
You'll receive the gift of eternal life and in Heaven you will be someday
Just come to Jesus as you are, it was for sinners his blood outpoured
Then you can rest assured you are forgiven and he will be your Lord
Your name will be written down in the Lamb's Book of Life and can never be crossed out
You'll know you're on your way to Heaven and never again have to doubt
Romans 3: 10 -12 As it is written, There is none righteous, no, not one: There is none that understandeth, there is none that seeketh after God. They are all gone out of the way..
Romans 6: 23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
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Creator And Savior
God not only is our Creator, He, in Christ, is a wonderful Savior,
The Creator of all we can see, came down to earth from Eternity.
Christ came to die upon a cross, to be the Savior of all the lost,
And with God’s price for sin paid, in a grave, His body was laid.
The Creator became a sacrifice, paying for us the ultimate price,
Then He rose in victory over sin, creating for all New Life in Him.
For God’s Own Chosen Lamb, Jesus Christ, is The Great “I Am”.
Existent prior to creating man, then chosen to finish God’s plan.
God’s Plan to redeem creation, all through our Lord’s Salvation,
A salvation that is offered to none, apart from belief in His Son,
God’s Only Son, Jesus Christ, sent to the earth to offer His life,
As God’s ransom, sent for all, to redeem man from Adam’s fall.
The Lord and Creator of men, was sent to save the condemned,
Condemned from the sin of one, and saved by God’s Own Son.
Reconciled to God up above, by the action of our Savior’s love,
All sinners offered life eternally, from that blood spilt at Calvary.
The Creator, both pure and just, condemned all to return to dust,
Separated from God Eternally, apart, from the Blood of Calvary,
Blood spilled from Christ’s side, as on the cross, for all He died,
As He faced death with its strife, to gain for sinners, Eternal Life.
The Belief Of A Thief
Behold the cruel cross of Christ!
Two lost souls balanced there!
But only one thief realised
Christ was beyond compare!
Consider three men hoisted high,
Secured, nowhere to go...
Yet Jesus knew why He must die
And why He suffered so...
Behold the Man, the Son of God,
Whom Judas had betrayed,
The Saviour, Jesus, shedding blood
For sinners who had strayed...
Good Shepherd dying for His sheep,
Indeed, the Sinners' Friend,
While John and Mary vigil keep,
Until the very end!
Behold the crowd at safety's length,
Accepting what was done
And witness to the fading strength
Of victims one-by-one...
Yet suddenly, one thief had faith,
Beyond this deadly hour,
When He asked Jesus Christ to save,
Acknowledging His power!
'Remember me, when You receive
Your Kingdom when You die! '
Lord Jesus said, 'This day we leave...
To Paradise, we fly! '
Like them, we know that death is near,
Yet Heaven waits above!
The Gospel Truth is crystal clear...
In Christ, the King of Love!
Denis Martindale, copyright, March 2012.
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The Legion Dispossessed
Legion was my name by nature,
Satan raged within my breast;
Never misery was greater,
Never sinner more possessed:
Mischievous to all around me,
To myself the greatest foe;
Thus I was, when Jesus found me,
Filled with madness, sin and woe.
Yet in this forlorn condition,
When he came to see me free;
I replied, to my Physician,
What have I to do with thee?
But he would not be prevented,
Rescued me against my will;
Had he stayed till I consented,
I had been a captive still.
Satan, though thou fain wouldst have it,
Know this soul is none of thine;
I have shed my blood to save it,
Now I challenge it for mine,
Though it long has thee resembled,
Henceforth it shall me obey;
Thus he spoke while Satan trembled,
Gnashed his teeth and fled away.
Thus my frantic soul he healed,
Bid my sins and sorrows cease;
Take, said he, my pardon sealed,
I have saved thee, go in peace:
Rather take me, Lord, to heaven,
Now thy love and grace I know;
Since thou hast my sins forgiven,
Why should I remain below?
Love, he said, will sweeten labors,
Thou hast something yet to do;
Go and tell your friends and neighbors,
What my love has done for you:
Live to manifest my glory,
Wait for heav'n a little space;
Sinners, when they hear thy story,
Will repent and seek my face.
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When at Thy Footstool, Lord, I Bend
When at Thy footstool, Lord, I bend,
And plead with Thee for mercy there,
Think of the sinner’s dying Friend,
And for His sake receive my prayer.
O think not of my shame and guilt,
My thousand stains of deepest dye;
Think of the blood which Jesus spilt,
And let that blood my pardon buy.
Think, Lord, how I am still Thine own,
The trembling creature of Thy hand;
Think how my heart to sin is prone,
And what temptations round me stand.
O think upon Thy holy Word,
And every plighted promise there;
How prayer should evermore be heard,
And how Thy glory is to spare.
O think not of my doubts and fears,
My strivings with Thy grace divine;
Think upon Jesus’ woes and tears,
And let His merits stand for mine.
Thine eyes, Thine ear, they are not dull;
Thine arm can never shortened be;
Behold me here; my heart is full;
Behold, and spare, and succor me.
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Hymn 37
Christ's intercession.
Lift up your eyes to th' heav'nly seats
Where your Redeemer stays;
Kind Intercessor, there he sits,
And loves, and pleads, and prays.
'Twas well, my soul, he died for thee,
And shed his vital blood;
Appeased stern justice on the tree,
And then arose to God.
Petitions now, and praise may rise,
And saints their off'rings bring;
The Priest, with his own sacrifice,
Presents them to the King.
[Let papists trust what names they please,
Their saints and angels boast;
We've no such advocates as these,
Nor pray to th' heav'nly host.]
Jesus alone shall bear my cries
Up to his Father's throne;
He, dearest Lord! perfumes my sighs,
And sweetens every groan.
[Ten thousand praises to the King,
"Hosannah in the highest!"
Ten thousand thanks our spirits bring
To God and to his Christ.]
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For All Who Have Heard
The preaching of The Word is directed to all people who have heard,
And everyone will be accountable who have been under God's Word.
If you're like Jeremiah friend, in your heart a fire will be stirred,
And not content as you were, a new life of holiness will be spurred.
In my flesh I am weak, but in The Spirit through Jesus I am strong,
And it is His will I must seek, for it is to Him alone that I belong.
If I am not seeking God's will in my life there is something wrong,
For when I died to Jesus Christ, He placed in my heart a new song.
A sinful life is like a flower, as all shall one day fade and wilt,
But you can have a new life, cleansed of all your sin and guilt.
New life is through Jesus Christ, for you and I His blood was spilt.
And Jesus Christ is the very foundation on which The Church is built.
The very reason we were washed in His Blood sometimes goes ignored,
With His Blood He inscribed on every believer, Holiness to The Lord.
So the next time you think that living holy is too much to be endured,
Remember that on the cross, it was His Blood for you that was poured.
The path is the same, pure and narrow, for all who confess His name,
And on this new path, believers must turn away from sin and shame.
For on the cross Jesus defeated Satan and death's sting He overcame,
He rose again to life eternal, which is the victory we must proclaim.
God's Greatest Gift Is Love
Upon this special speck in space,
Where each of us has lived...
The Lord bestowed His awesome grace,
His Son, His greatest gift
And from God's grace, salvation came,
To set this world aright,
As if with one eternal flame
To set this world alight!
God's royal pardon, set in stone,
This world His solemn seal,
The sun and moon saw Christ atone,
They witnessed love so real...
The stars surround this glorious globe
To shine by day and night,
Yet none more righteous than the robe
Removed from Christ in spite!
God's Spirit groaned upon that day,
The day Lord Jesus bled...
The day Christ took Man's sins away
When holy blood was shed...
To think, that we, with all our sins,
Do not possess the might
That Jesus Christ, God's precious prince,
Presented in His fight!
God's Son, what kind of Man was He,
To suffer on His cross?
He was the Man of Destiny
And we know Him because
God's love outshines each sinner's guilt,
God's love transforms their plight,
God's love forgives the ones who killed
His Son without insight!
Consider love, with hearts of gold,
Your love just can't compare!
The greatest story ever told
Portrays the Father's prayer...
That we, in Christ, forgive as well!
That we, in Christ, shine bright!
For there's a Heaven and a Hell
And conscience as our guide...
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God's Simple Way of Salvation
God's desire is for all men to come to repentance from all the earth,
Indeed all men must come to Salvation in Christ through a new birth.
For all men everywhere have been born naturally into a life of sin,
And every man has a soul that Christians should be seeking to win.
God's way of Salvation is foolishness to those who ultimately perish,
But for all those saved by The Blood it's something we truly cherish.
The unbelievers perish because they refuse to believe and be saved,
And because they fail to love the Truth they continue to be depraved.
These words may seem very harsh and even quite judgmental to some,
But my friend Jesus said to all, if anyone is thirsty, let him come.
Like the woman at the well, Jesus knew my sins and what was in store,
And like the woman Jesus told me you're forgiven, go and sin no more.
And a sinful soul is what I am, so I humbly entreated The Son of Man,
So on a cross a sinless man washed my sins in The Blood of The Lamb.
Filled with sin and shame that day I accepted God's Great Salvation,
And now my life I live for Him, with much due love and appreciation.
On the cross all alone, Christ took the punishment for all of my sin,
Now with His love and power above I live to seek out souls to win.
For one sinless man on Calvary died to cleanse and set sinners free,
So I humbly serve That Man from Calvary pointing sinners to Eternity.
(Copyright © 06/2003)
Foundational Truth
The foundation for Grace was laid, when by Christ the price was paid,
Paid with His Blood on a cross, where Christ had died for sinners lost.
With the precious blood of Jesus Christ, He bought for all Eternal Life,
As life is in the blood my friend, and in Jesus Christ that life won’t end.
He is the Church’s one foundation, the Lord and God of our Salvation,
And He is the Chief Cornerstone, as salvation is found in Christ alone.
Christ, who died for all men on earth, offers to every man a New Birth,
The moment you believe is when, in Jesus Christ, you are born-again.
This is the foundation of New Life, life that’s found only in Jesus Christ,
Christ can give you a new start, transforming both your mind and heart.
Jesus will turn you from your sin, when you begin a daily walk with Him,
The Lord will make your life brand new, as He walks and talks with you.
Foundational Truth God does impart, with The Spirit to an open heart,
Where in your heart He will reside, helping believers to in Christ abide.
The Spirit guides us from all sin, as we begin to yield and grow within,
As God’s Spirit helps us to discern, the Truths that we read and learn.
The Word of God is foundational, to change your life and do God’s will.
Sharper than a two-edged sword, is the Living Word of Christ our Lord,
This for the renewing of our mind, as God purifies us leaving sin behind,
So we can live in newness of life, honoring The One who paid the price.
(Copyright ©09/2006)
The Day The Devil Lost
The Devil tried his level best
The day that Jesus died,
But even he was so hard pressed,
Temptations every side...
The multitude had swayed like corn
From love to fear then hate,
To see Lord Jesus so forlorn,
As if no longer great...
The evidence against Him stood,
Yet witnesses were mixed,
But finally they did no good,
As if their words were fixed...
When Pilate met the beaten Lord
He saw no victory,
Nor was the crowd as overawed...
Barabbas was set free...
The Devil then had no way out
Unless Christ wavered now,
Yet Jesus walked beyond their doubt,
His crown upon His brow...
The Cross was now His sacrifice,
Would Jesus die or not?
Would Jesus falter and think twice
Or just submit to God?
The hours left yet Jesus stayed,
No angels to appear,
No rescue bid as Christ obeyed
Till death was oh so near...
His Blood fell down upon the Earth
As Jesus paid sins' cost,
The day the Saviour proved His worth...
The day the Devil lost...
Denis Martindale, copyright, August 2012.
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No One Else
My friend, no one else will do for you, what The Son of God will do,
When you let Jesus into your life, and you give your heart to Christ.
For no one else has ever done, anything comparable to God’s Son,
Leaving His Throne in eternity, in Love, to come and save humanity.
First He shall save you from all sin, when you simply believe in Him,
And trust the finished work of Christ, when He became our sacrifice.
Then after He died in our stead, Christ rose in victory from the dead,
Giving a real hope for all of those, who truly believe The Savior rose.
Christ gives to us New Life on earth, in The Spirit, through New Birth,
A new life, to live life differently, as we now look forward to Eternity.
Not only are we spiritually healed, but by God’s Spirit we are sealed,
Sealed until the Day of Redemption, by our Lord with no exemption.
Sealed by Christ is our destination, as we come to Him for salvation,
Securing for us a place in Paradise, in a mansion prepared by Christ.
With Christ coming to this sod, He wrought peace with man and God,
God’s condemnation we won’t see, since Christ died for you and me.
No one else has come from above, from Heaven to this earth in love,
Leaving a Glorious Eternal Throne, to redeem sinful man as His Own.
And no one else is coming again, to rapture all of those Born Again,
No one, but Jesus Christ our Lord, this, to live with Him forevermore.
(Copyright ©09/2007)
From An Empty Tomb
Because the tomb is empty, Jesus Christ can fill your heart,
With God’s Spirit deep inside, and new life from Him above.
When this life comes to be, from your life God won’t depart,
And as The Lord you do abide, God fills you with His Love.
Christ’s death is a picture for, a true believer, like you and I,
As we die to our old life of sin, it becomes buried far away.
We’re seated now with The Lord, in the Heavens up on High,
In our heart Christ lives within, and in our life is here to stay,
From the grave He did rise, claiming over death His victory,
Now He reigns on His throne, as He rules over all the earth.
Opening up hearts and eyes, pointing men towards eternity,
Calling sinners to be His own, refining us through new birth.
Now for all Christ Jesus lives, seated on the throne of God,
With all the power as before, He came to give to us his life.
New Life to all He now gives, as we live on this earthly sod.
A life you live forevermore, when you come to Jesus Christ,
All of this from an empty tomb, provided by a Savior’s love,
Christ who died for sinners lost, becoming for us a sacrifice.
And for you there’s still room, in God’s mansion high above,
If you’d only come to the cross, God’s only way to Paradise.
Christmas 2007 Song – 13
O Star of Bethlehem!
Take us to the manger
Where Jesus Christ was born on, Christmas night!
Come and behold Him,
Son of God, the Father:
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him, Jesus Lord.
O sing all ye faithful,
Hymns praising Almighty;
Sing hosanna to the new-born king!
Come see the baby,
Asleep on the bed of hay!
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him, Jesus Lord.
O hear the angels sing,
Praises to the Savior-
Redeemer of sinners and human race!
Come offer your hearts
To the new-born Jesus:
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him,
O come let us adore Him, Jesus Lord.
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