I Was Even Born In Them (part four of Certain Knowledge Know)
He used to sing
in a sort of rhythmic rhyme,
from time to time,
I remember one such rhyme.
‘If I had a golden dollar
for every dive I’ve been,
I would still be in this dive,
I am diving depths of life.
Life’s been a long tilled
amazing wondrous highway,
so many strange absolutely unique,
apparently dead end byways.
Some so savage rough
I near died, came out sideways,
bore the scars my stripes, nursed;
healed scourging proudly, my way.
Seen some like Paul cruel,
hideous, inhuman actions,
a shape of terror lies; in man’s,
acceptance easy sanction,
been the recipient; of some such,
depraved demented actions.
But we healed the broken
links in their unholy lives,
we turned the other cheek,
healed their god forsaken eyes.
I was a hot headed misguided Saul
Lord Jesus made me a Paul,
I pitched a new forgiveness tent,
Holy Spirit made palace everywhere we went.
Holy Spirit flowed like a river of wine
we saved many a lost soul just in nick of time,
when they called out to the Most High Lord,
heaven Jesus said shall be their reward...’.
Such was his personal song of redeemed life,
a man a slave to the Holy, Most High God,
publishing in his life; way of true salvation,
trusting to be saved; through purchaser Jesus Christ.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Journeys Through Diversity Defining Life (part one of Certain Knowledge Know)
A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era (part two of Certain Knowledge Know)
Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries (part three of Certain Knowledge Know)
I Was Even Born In Them (part four of Certain Knowledge Know)
God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I. Journeys through Diversity defining Life
There is something rather sad
about people those poor compelled people,
who have somehow unseen silent become,
wanders over face of siren earth.
Especially when they have become old
when they are alone, worn, torn, and old.
Especially alone, when weathered worn old
as I now suddenly become amazingly old.
It touches my enveloping heart
with old haunting memories,
due to an ancient inheritance
an intense wandering quest spirit,
mixed within my celestial nature.
For I was born old
yet lingering scent, craving curiosity,
kept life’s hardships,
new intriguing about harsh edges.
Barely enough
a desire to perceive know,
motivates tired
emotions inquisitiveness,
discovery no rarity.
Makes for a strange
rich personage,
some even stranger,
chance bedfellows.
But what journeys
journeys through
diversity defining life.
Life’s been a fated warp fabric
so many loose threads,
running through mists,
merging cyclic link bound time.
Soon traverse must wane,
decline fade waver,
with encroaching onset age.
Rove no more hell bent astray,
untwist ravel out possible pathway,
magic many varied impulsive way.
II. A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era
He is old now hell bent rover
spends his time among flowers,
flora diverse trees in winter,
species of trees shrubs ferns,
quietly pondering mysteries for hours;
summer embodied in capsule nature
investigating wild places near adventure.
Still they tell tall stories about him
stories that can raise the ears of corn,
grown to sky proportions above height man,
grown more swiftly and surely than is born,
in favoured climates despite balanced care given.
A free flavor of exultant expectation
that leaves the taste buds buttered,
in joyous nourishment, invigorating life,
with stimulating minerals and vitamins.
Imbued real wonder of such organic foods
mouth watering melons seemingly grown,
by myth fairy folk who chance still reside,
may some say about ageless mystical regions.
No experimental genetically modified foods
grown to new disproportionate research size,
in cauldron vats modern chemical nutrients,
symbolizing a scientific tasteless artificial era.
III. Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries
His face is old now old and weathered by time
battered by elements mishaps the odd hand,
a face telling intriguing many layered stories.
A face evoking long lived life distinguishing
in every timeworn, etched evolving wrinkle,
slight change in profile, etched characteristic;
events marking bloody birth of numerous nations,
monumental decisions, progressive undercurrents.
With eyes telling multiple mysteries
they have suffered, been and seen,
knowing well amoral human heart
its vulgarities, depths of perversity.
Eyes looking through heart soul
stripping naked concealed secrets, at mere glance,
eyes that hold yet cannot be met,
knowing; demanding eyes, undeniably piercing.
Eyes leaving you speechless, breathless,
burning with resilient defiant fire,
though indisputably kind; infinitely gentle,
forgiving normal human shortcomings.
His face was a face even gods
would look upon, twice at in wonder,
when blessed ethereal light shone,
upon his mesmerizing countenance.
Oh how countless years faded,
restored life, regenerated vitality,
upon him swiftly spiritually bloomed;
while still seen, even more clearly,
great age, knowledge skillfully chiseled;
into those unmistakable ravaged features.
IV. I Was Even Born In Them
He used to sing
in a sort of rhythmic rhyme,
from time to time,
I remember one such rhyme.
‘If I had a golden dollar
for every dive I’ve been,
I would still be in this dive,
I am diving depths of life.
Life’s been a long tilled
amazing wondrous highway,
so many strange absolutely unique,
apparently dead end byways.
Some so savage rough
I near died, came out sideways,
bore the scars my stripes, nursed;
healed scourging proudly, my way.
Seen some like Paul cruel,
hideous, inhuman actions,
a shape of terror lies; in man’s,
acceptance easy sanction,
been the recipient; of some such,
depraved demented actions.
But we healed the broken
links in their unholy lives,
we turned the other cheek,
healed their god forsaken eyes.
I was a hot headed misguided Saul
Lord Jesus made me a Paul,
I pitched a new forgiveness tent,
Holy Spirit made palace everywhere we went.
Holy Spirit flowed like a river of wine
we saved many a lost soul just in nick of time,
when they called out to the Most High Lord,
heaven Jesus said shall be their reward...’.
Such was his personal song of redeemed life,
a man a slave to the Holy, Most High God,
publishing in his life; way of true salvation,
trusting to be saved; through purchaser Jesus Christ.
V. God Bestowed Information
Money never really mattered
he made it, spent it,
over a long principled life; that
in itself was enough.
Money was just a simple tool
to procure, life’s necessities,
to be used wisely skillfully,
as were all tools; of life’s trade.
It was to be used, that was all,
unlike others, his money he used;
it did not use him, rule over him,
control his actions, control his life.
But the God bestowed information
contained in his astute judicious brain;
of more lasting value, than development,
of a super-sonic, combat attack aircraft.
Full-blooded wanders
certain knowledge know,
the depths of such intrinsic
knowledge, understanding,
is like the vast energized dark
freezing depths; of interstellar
space, waiting for us to go there,
search out, explore new knowledge.
And ultimately enlightened know...
The last thing he said
before he smiling died.
Spread my ashes over Auschwitz.
Spread my ashes. Spread my ashes.
Among my nameless beloved brethren.
He was a strange saintly kind of guy.
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God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)
Money never really mattered
he made it, spent it,
over a long principled life; that
in itself was enough.
Money was just a simple tool
to procure, life’s necessities,
to be used wisely skillfully,
as were all tools; of life’s trade.
It was to be used, that was all,
unlike others, his money he used;
it did not use him, rule over him,
control his actions, control his life.
But the God bestowed information
contained in his astute judicious brain;
of more lasting value, than development,
of a super-sonic, combat attack aircraft.
Full-blooded wanders
certain knowledge know,
the depths of such intrinsic
knowledge, understanding,
is like the vast energized dark
freezing depths; of interstellar
space, waiting for us to go there,
search out, explore new knowledge.
And ultimately enlightened know...
The last thing he said
before he smiling died.
Spread my ashes over Auschwitz.
Spread my ashes. Spread my ashes.
Among my nameless beloved brethren.
He was a strange saintly kind of guy.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Journeys Through Diversity Defining Life (part one of Certain Knowledge Know)
A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era (part two of Certain Knowledge Know)
Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries (part three of Certain Knowledge Know)
I Was Even Born In Them (part four of Certain Knowledge Know)
God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Journeys Through Diversity Defining Life (part one of Certain Knowledge Know)
There is something rather sad
about people those poor compelled people,
who have somehow unseen silent become,
wanders over face of siren earth.
Especially when they have become old
when they are alone, worn, torn, and old.
Especially alone, when weathered worn old
as I now suddenly become amazingly old.
It touches my enveloping heart
with old haunting memories,
due to an ancient inheritance
an intense wandering quest spirit,
mixed within my celestial nature.
For I was born old
yet lingering scent, craving curiosity,
kept life’s hardships,
new intriguing about harsh edges.
Barely enough
a desire to perceive know,
motivates tired
emotions inquisitiveness,
discovery no rarity.
Makes for a strange
rich personage,
some even stranger,
chance bedfellows.
But what journeys
journeys through
diversity defining life.
Life’s been a fated warp fabric
so many loose threads,
running through mists,
merging cyclic link bound time.
Soon traverse must wane,
decline fade waver,
with encroaching onset age.
Rove no more hell bent astray,
untwist ravel out possible pathway,
magic many varied impulsive way.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Journeys Through Diversity Defining Life (part one of Certain Knowledge Know)
A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era (part two of Certain Knowledge Know)
Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries (part three of Certain Knowledge Know)
I Was Even Born In Them (part four of Certain Knowledge Know)
God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries (part three of Certain Knowledge Know)
His face is old now old and weathered by time
battered by elements mishaps the odd hand,
a face telling intriguing many layered stories.
A face evoking long lived life distinguishing
in every timeworn, etched evolving wrinkle,
slight change in profile, etched characteristic;
events marking bloody birth of numerous nations,
monumental decisions, progressive undercurrents.
With eyes telling multiple mysteries
they have suffered, been and seen,
knowing well amoral human heart
its vulgarities, depths of perversity.
Eyes looking through heart soul
stripping naked concealed secrets, at mere glance,
eyes that hold yet cannot be met,
knowing; demanding eyes, undeniably piercing.
Eyes leaving you speechless, breathless,
burning with resilient defiant fire,
though indisputably kind; infinitely gentle,
forgiving normal human shortcomings.
His face was a face even gods
would look upon, twice at in wonder,
when blessed ethereal light shone,
upon his mesmerizing countenance.
Oh how countless years faded,
restored life, regenerated vitality,
upon him swiftly spiritually bloomed;
while still seen, even more clearly,
great age, knowledge skillfully chiseled;
into those unmistakable ravaged features.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Journeys Through Diversity Defining Life (part one of Certain Knowledge Know)
A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era (part two of Certain Knowledge Know)
Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries (part three of Certain Knowledge Know)
I Was Even Born In Them (part four of Certain Knowledge Know)
God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era (part two of Certain Knowledge Know)
He is old now hell bent rover
spends his time among flowers,
flora diverse trees in winter,
species of trees shrubs ferns,
quietly pondering mysteries for hours;
summer embodied in capsule nature
investigating wild places near adventure.
Still they tell tall stories about him
stories that can raise the ears of corn,
grown to sky proportions above height man,
grown more swiftly and surely than is born,
in favoured climates despite balanced care given.
A free flavor of exultant expectation
that leaves the taste buds buttered,
in joyous nourishment, invigorating life,
with stimulating minerals and vitamins.
Imbued real wonder of such organic foods
mouth watering melons seemingly grown,
by myth fairy folk who chance still reside,
may some say about ageless mystical regions.
No experimental genetically modified foods
grown to new disproportionate research size,
in cauldron vats modern chemical nutrients,
symbolizing a scientific tasteless artificial era.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Journeys Through Diversity Defining Life (part one of Certain Knowledge Know)
A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era (part two of Certain Knowledge Know)
Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries (part three of Certain Knowledge Know)
I Was Even Born In Them (part four of Certain Knowledge Know)
God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)
poem by Terence George Craddock
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What Used To Be
I was too, once deceived, but through God’s Word I believed,
Knowledge of God, I had none, but then I embraced His Son.
I was too, a sinner lost, but then I read about Calvary’s cross,
Where The Lord was crucified, and for all my sin He had died.
Though darkness was all around, by Christ Jesus I was found,
Giving me through His Light, a path to life, out from my night.
Christ sent me the Holy Spirit, to teach me Truth when I hear it,
To grow in the knowledge of Him, who saved me from my sin.
I was separated from a Holy God, upon this fallen earthly sod,
But, brought into His family, through Christ’s Cross at Calvary.
In my trespasses, I was dead, no matter what my religion said,
But, from The Son, Jesus Christ, I was given by God New Life.
In my previous life I was all alone, left on earth to simply roam,
Now my Shepherd and my guide, Christ, is always by my side.
Once I had lived with uncertainty, about the time called eternity,
Now I know through His Grace, in heaven for me awaits a place.
A place for me’s been secured, by Jesus Christ my loving Lord,
Where in His presence I shall be, and, throughout all of Eternity.
And friend God wants you to know, you can have a place to go,
To live with Him in heaven above, provided by our Savior’s love.
(Copyright ©08/2007)
Cry Of Vatos
[backwards]
First part:
(? )praise God brothers and sisters.
Just once or twice is good for your soul, praise god!
Accept jesus into your heart and you will saved.
You will receive everlasting life.
Listen to me, Ive sinned, I know.
Second part:
Praise jesus and you will be saved, saved, saved...
Praise god, you are healed, healed, healed...
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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This Life For Him
This life is not about us at all, but God who saved us from the fall,
Saving man from darkness and sin; this life for us is all about Him,
It wasn’t God, but we were lost, and it was God, who paid the cost,
When He sent His Son to Calvary, to pay a ransom for you and me.
We’re all on earth, by God’s plan; God is not here because of man,
For He is God, and our Creator, and for Believers, Lord and Savior.
All abilities are afforded by God, Who leads all with Staff and Rod,
Leading believers in Jesus Christ, to live for God in newness of life.
It was God, who first loved us, condescending to creatures of dust,
It wasn’t man, who was mindful of, The Lord God, to seek His Love,
But, it was man lost and depraved, in need of the Lord to be saved,
And it was the God of Creation, who initiated fallen man’s Salvation.
The Lord sends The Spirit of God, from Heaven, to this earthly sod,
Sending His Spirit to each one of us, before we even begin to trust,
It’s His Spirit, who then lives within, those believers forgiven by Him,
When they put their faith in The Son, sent by God, to save everyone.
By Christ, we are spiritually healed, then by His Spirit, we are sealed,
Sealed for the day of redemption, by God above without exemption,
Our life to God we purpose to give, so in us our Lord Jesus can live,
When with Christ we are crucified, so that God the Father is glorified.
(Copyright ©05/2009)
By God
By God, we were sealed, when we were spiritually healed,
Sealed by The Savior Himself, His seal appears in stealth,
To all outside of Jesus Christ, but we’re sealed in this life,
In a New Life, God will reveal, in all, marked with His Seal.
By God, we were saved, when sinfully lost and depraved,
Saved by His Spirit above, through God’s wonderful love,
It was God, who loved us first, when we were at our worst,
In spite of how we behaved, by His Grace we were saved.
By God, we were sought, as new creations being wrought,
While we were not seeking Him, truly lost in a world of sin,
He not only found all of us, but, led us to The Lord Jesus,
By Whom, we were bought, saving all who He had sought.
By God, we were redeemed, unbelievable it really seemed,
Yet He bought us on earth, imputing to us His Son’s worth,
It is The Lord’s Righteousness, that God has granted to us,
His Righteousness is what beams, from those He redeems.
The Spirit’s seal is our guarantee, that we shall live eternally,
Saved out of this world of sin, God’s Spirit now lives within,
It was God Who sought His own, from His Heavenly Throne,
Redeeming men, in this life, to live forever with Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©02/2012)
Before I Knew
My whole life is ordained by, The Lord God, Who reigns on high,
Not knowing Christ at infancy, but, as for The Lord, He knew me,
Knitting me in my mother's womb, while my life began to bloom,
Born a sinful soul, but, I would find, my Holy Lord, in God's time.
Creating me through love and care, also, even before I was there,
My Lord plotted out my destiny, for all my life before my infancy,
With God's plan, from my birth, to be used by God, on this earth,
My life, for His honor and glory, this from His writing of my story.
My whole life is know by the One, Who sent for me His Only Son,
Sending Christ, before I knew, my Savior, who loves me and you,
Although I didn't seek God's face, God, poured on me His Grace,
His grace brought to my life, love and knowledge of Jesus Christ.
The Eternal Author of my salvation, filled my heart with Revelation.
From the creation upon earth's sod, into The Eternal Word of God,
Filling me with the knowledge of, God, Who leads me from above,
Leading me to witness and herald, His Eternal Truth to a lost world.
Right from that womb to the grave, it was Christ, Who would pave,
That journey, which would save me, and guide me to Life Eternally,
As I was redeemed by Jesus Christ, The Author of my Eternal Life,
All ordained, well before I knew, God, Who sees all things through.
(Copyright ©11/2012)
Today... 'Christ Jesus
Paul the apostle proclaimed to them all
That on Jesus name they will need to call
For in Christ Jesus they need to believe
Then redemption from sins they will receive.
You justify all those turning to You
They're sanctified by Your blood and made new
In Christ Jesus Who sits upon the throne
the true wisdom that comes from God alone
No condemnation now, the price is paid
For upon Christ Jesus our sins were laid
As holy saints we call upon the Lord
And we are saved by the mercy of God
The Lord our Righteousness you became
Sanctifying us by Your precious name
We are redeemed and are made holy too
Through the wisdom of God that comes through You
Justified and made right before our God
We're sanctified through Christ Jesus our Lord
And redeemed of God both holy and true
There's no condemnation for those in You
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Expected Change
Only God above changes hearts; The One behind as one departs,
From a life that is filled with in sin, when God’s Spirit, lives within,
But, many have only a head belief, and from sin there is no relief,
From their present sinful life, not personally knowing Jesus Christ.
They just struggle day and hour, never sensing The Spirit’s power,
Acknowledging Truth as they hear it, but, not indwelt by The Spirit,
God’s Holy Spirit sent to men, but, only when they are Born Again,
Born of God from Heaven above, by God’s Spirit Christ spoke of.
Many men acknowledge The Lord, but day by day God is ignored,
Living every day, on their own, ignoring Authority of God’s Throne,
God’s Power, that changes a life, who truly comes to Jesus Christ,
God’s Authority to make one whole, as the Spirit indwells that soul.
So professed believers do stumble, as their heart was not humble,
When they professed knowledge of, our Lord God reigning above,
With their present spirit of pride, God’s Holy Spirit wouldn’t reside,
In the heart of the professing soul, so in life they’ll continue to fall.
A Truth that comes with Salvation, is God’s Work of Regeneration,
As God’s Spirit changes everyone, who truly comes to God’s Son,
Change that Scripture makes clear, that in each believer will appear,
But, if change you do not see, you may not know Christ personally.
Taken For Granted
While coming from a darker life, I treasure, much more, Jesus Christ,
He, who took me from that night, bringing me to His Awesome Light.
While in that dark, He touched my eyes, to see the life I now despise,
God’s Truth to me He did show, about that darkness I came to know.
But, some men born into His Light, may not share this precious sight,
Taking for granted this present life, not looking much to Jesus Christ.
Although they may know The Truth, their own life displays little proof,
Of the deep abiding love for Him, The Lord, who died for all their sin.
Some seem to have no appreciation, for The Lord and His Salvation,
Who had left Glory to set men free, and give new life to you and me.
But the new life for some is ignored, as they do not follow their Lord,
For change in their life has no part, while they follow their sinful heart.
Taking for granted all that was done, by Christ Jesus God’s own Son,
Coming to earth to die in our stead, this, for a people spiritually dead.
Men who ignore The Spirit living inside, sent by Jesus for us to abide,
Choosing to live their foolish way; ignoring all that the Spirit does say.
Taken for granted by some of us, is Christ the Lord, in whom we trust,
When to The Lord we do not give, this present life that we have to live,
Who saved us from a darkened world, so our life The Spirit can herald,
Using the witness of the believer’s life, as God’s Light for Jesus Christ.
In The Will of God
We are part of God’s Sovereign Plan; every saved and willing man,
To reach the heart of every nation, with God’s Hope and Salvation.
Even when we don’t understand, the ways of God’s Guiding Hand,
Through the darkest of the night, we are used as His guiding light.
God’s guiding light to the world, with a message of Hope to herald,
The Lord wills in our life my friend, what shall bring His perfect end,
God guides us safely place to place, with His Mercy and His Grace.
Sustained for the Purpose of God, wherever God’s will has us trod.
As forgiven sinners to proclaim, His Salvation in our Savior’s Name,
As men begin to view our life, He turns their hearts to Jesus Christ.
By Christ Jesus, we are set apart, used by The Holy Spirit to impart,
The Gospel Message to everyone, drawing men to God’s Own Son,
Through our new life devoted to, The Lord who died for me and you.
The plan that God has for us, begins when in Him we place our trust,
Which all began way back in time; as an eternal part of God’s design.
As we live our lives in God’s Truth, we become for God, living proof,
That He who died and rose again, lives in the heart of believing men.
Moving sinners just like you and me, to focus their minds on eternity,
As the larger point of God’s plan, is Eternal Life for every single man,
To be redeemed by Christ our Lord, and to live with God forevermore.
As The Spirit Moves
We’re moved on by the Spirit of God, where we’re found upon this sod,
Enlightened right at that very place, through The Lord’s Amazing Grace.
Moved to make a decision for Him, as a darkened sinner lost in our sin,
A decision that changes our life, as we accept The Savior, Jesus Christ.
Once we were enemies with God, and now lead by God’s staff and rod,
No need at all to look to the Lord, now His Lead and Grace is implored,
And The Spirit who first moved on us, now lives in all, who in God trust,
Sealed by God’s Spirit from above, are all those saved by God’s Love.
In our unbelief we stood at enmity, with our Creator and God of Eternity,
Merely wanders down upon this earth, born in sin through a natural birth,
But by God’s Spirit we’re Born Again, no longer an enemy, now a friend,
And now a member of God’s family, in a relationship that’ll last eternally.
The Holy Spirit, sent by our Creator, points all men to Christ, The Savior,
Savior and The Lord of all creation, who sent from God, is our salvation,
Prompted by The Father’s Love, Christ left His Throne, in Heaven above,
To be a Lamb and Shepherd too, of all believing souls, like me and you.
Now God’s Holy Spirit lives within, all true believers saved from their sin,
To live this present life a new way, lead by the Spirit each and every day,
To be Christ’s witness and His light, to all those men still lost in the night,
As God moves upon another soul, with His Spirit, to join in Christ’s Fold.
(Copyright ©11/2008)
God’s Healing Hand
Almighty God’s healing hand, can touch the heart and soul of man,
The same hand which heals ills, can straighten out our twisted wills.
Christ who healed the multitudes, also healed hearts and attitudes,
The Lord can redirect any life, away from pains and darkened strife.
God will meet you where you are, dear friend, be it near or be it far.
For God leads a lost sinful soul, to His Son, who makes him whole.
He will give you new found sight, and put you on a path that’s right.
God will meet you in your night, to guide you out with His pure light.
Taking you from where you’ve been, by His Son, who heals our sin.
He then takes you to a higher place, as He leads you by His Grace.
God’s Eternal Healing for every life, is in the power of Jesus Christ.
Through His stripes we are healed, this is what Isaiah has revealed,
Stripes He received upon the cross, where Christ died for all the lost.
Isaiah and others had prophesied, about Christ who came and died,
Well before Christ walked on earth, well before Christ’s humble birth.
Although Christ healed many friend, He came to show a better end,
As all who one day leave this life, can live forever with Jesus Christ.
The stripes that He did receive, spiritually healed all who did believe.
Even today the stripes He bore, for men lead to God’s Eternal shore.
Beyond is eternal life, not death, eternal health and Heaven’s breath.
(Copyright ©07/2006)
Fear Not
Jesus Christ said, Do not fear, this because He’s always near,
Near to all who trust in Him, through His Spirit who lives within.
Though He died, He now lives, and a boldness to us He gives,
His boldness, for us to proclaim, the power of His risen Name.
The name by which men are saved, from a world so depraved,
And from this world, lost in sin, men are saved by faith in Him.
Through this faith in Jesus Christ, God gives to us a New Life,
Taken from the dark of night, we now live in the Savior’s Light.
We’re left to remain in this world, as His Disciple and a Herald,
With His message of Salvation, to be brought to every nation.
Preaching to all loud and clear, that Christ’s return is very near,
Holding forth that message of life, only found in Jesus Christ.
Fear in this life has no part, with Christ’s Spirit within our heart,
As believers witness for our Lord, pointing people to the Door,
God’s Door to life eternally; His Son who died for you and me.
Now today, with eternity in mind, all fears within are cast aside.
When in Christ we put our trust, a boldness He then puts in us,
But not a boldness of our own, but boldness from His Throne,
Though fear still comes our way, we trust in Christ day to day,
To fearlessly proclaim His Truth, this in spite of men’s reproof.
(Copyright ©03/2008)
Jesus Christ: A Philosophy Of Enlightenment
Jesus Of Nazareth lead no armies in conquest
slaughtered no enemies with blood red hands
conquered no border sovereign nations in wars
declared my kingdom is no part of this world
Jesus Christ raised the dead cast out demons
healed the blind preformed many miracles
awaited birth ministry death and resurrection
Who is this Jewish Yeshua the famous Jesus Christ?
Is Jesus Of Nazareth the promised Messiah of Israel?
Is Jesus Christ the Son of God as his disciples claimed?
Did the word become flesh incarnate die for our sins?
After approximately two thousand years still worshipped?
Was Jesus God willingly born manifest in human form?
How can one God be a Holy Trinity three unique persons?
Were multiple messianic prophecies fulfilled by Jesus Christ?
If Jesus is God why would he willingly die a horrible death?
If Jesus died on a criminal cross then how was he resurrected?
Is Jesus the only king who will rule his kingdom for eternity?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A Weary World
This world is a weary place, filled with darkness and dismay,
I need to lean upon God’s Grace, to make it through the day.
At times I need to seek His face, as my heart begins to stray.
I need to find a quiet place, a place where I can humbly pray.
I know God has His eye on me, since the day that I believed.
And He gave me eyes to see, when His Holy Spirit I received.
From this darkness I am free, though I was lost and deceived.
And I was pointed to Eternity, the very moment that I believed.
And now I’ve come to realize, Christ is the Master of my Life.
Worldly concern in Him dies, as I hide my life in Jesus Christ
He who sits above the skies, died so I could have New Life.
And in this life I’ll fix my eyes, upon my Savior Jesus Christ.
With The Spirit I’ve been sealed, and was given a guarantee.
On the cross Christ appealed, and from there He set me free.
By His stripes I’ve been healed, the ones He bore on Calvary.
And by Christ it’s been revealed, that my home is in Eternity.
On that cross for me He died, and He gave to me New Life.
And this life, it is sanctified, that I may live for Jesus Christ.
And because He lives inside, He helps me in my daily strife.
In Jesus Christ I shall abide, from this day into Eternal Life.
Beginning In The Heart
Salvation begins in the heart first, despite how well you’re versed,
In the Eternal Word of God, you must answer with a heartfelt nod;
Before you confess with your lips, The Truth is what a heart grips,
For with your heart you’re justified, by The Lord, Who for us died.
With the mouth confession’s made, to Truth on a heart, that’s laid,
God’s Truth that can’t be ignored, that God raised Christ our Lord;
Although He died, in your stead, God raised Christ from the dead,
Though spiritually we are depraved, with confession we are saved.
When in our heart we truly believe, God’s Salvation we will receive,
Saved from His penalty for sin, through that finished work by Him,
The finished work of Jesus Christ, Who died to give us eternal life,
With His salvation you’re assured, sealed by the Spirit of The Lord,
Though we were a spiritual mess, The Lord’s Salvation we confess,
When God’s Spirit brings to light, God redeemed us from the night,
We confess as Lord, Christ Jesus, Who died and rose for all of us,
Now in His Salvation we rejoice, praising God, with heart and voice.
When in our Lord we now abide, His Salvation Truth we cannot hide,
Remembering that it is our duty too, to voice Truth to folks like you,
Men who have yet not believed, lest by Satan they will be deceived,
Instead you can confess Jesus Christ, and too, receive Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©03/2011)