The ‘Yaga’ on the Mount
Nailed and screwed on hands and legs,
Maimed and marred far beyond repair,
Cut and bruised out of shape,
Stripped and peeled, so bare to shock,
Lo, there lies a man! The Son of God,
On a cross erected on the summit of the Mount,
Brutally suspended between Earth and Sky,
Stationed amid thieves on either side.
He slipped and slithered under the yoke of weight,
And tottered the rugged route to Calvary,
Scourged and flogged all along,
He bore the cross with none to help.
Never complained nor cursed but suffered the pangs,
Never whined nor moaned, but drained the cup,
Through His death, mankind was to be redeemed,
By His precious blood, their infirmities to be cleansed
It was for our sins that He lay down His life,
It was our misdeeds that made Him bleed,
It was for our lust that He was painfully stripped,
It was our arrogance that bent Him so low.
None could gauge the agony he endured,
No man, ever performed such a daring deed,
To liberate mankind, the Lamb was slain,
To lead his Flock, He walked in front.
‘Love your enemy’ was the mantra He recited,
What He preached, He relentlessly practised,
While writhing in pain, He prayed for His foes,
Pleaded with his Father, to spare the wrath.
When wrongly accused, never said He, a word,
Unruffled remained He, on painfully betrayed,
Too hard it was to be deserted by those He loved,
Too sore it was to be treated so very rude.
Born in a manger in an alien land,
Born so poor, to parents of humble means,
Deprived of even the lowliest of means,
His life, a bitter paradox – King of Kings!
The Son of Man came seeking the missing sheep,
He builds from where everything is wrecked,
Rejoice in Him, for He is our Lord!
Adore and worship, He deserves to be praised.
Peace was what He promised the world,
Grace was what He gifted to all,
Look up to the Cross, when trials confront,
And cast your burden at His feet!
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Poem: Song to the Holy Cross
The cross of love:
The cross I love:
The cross I'd loved all life;
The wooden cross:
The holy cross:
The cross that bore man's strife.
The oaken cross:
The heavy cross:
The cross Jesus carried;
The cross on which
Christ Lord was nailed:
And bore man's sins indeed.
The cross of death:
The blood-stained cross:
The Savior, man, redeemed;
The cross of life's
Victory o'er death:
That souls on earth must heed.
poem by John Celes
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Good Friday...
Behold the wood that went to make the cross
That bore the Saviour Lord, King Jesus Christ:
The holy cross at Calvary on which
Was hung, the Redeemer of mankind race!
That man was only Son of God in flesh,
Who suffered, shed His precious blood as price
For every sin of everyone on earth,
Of Adam and of Eve in lineage!
It wasn’t about the cross that Jesus bore;
It was about the One who hung on it!
He came to earth as Mary’s baby boy,
And gave to men the Good News, peace and joy!
The cross of wood assumed significance
When Jesus died upon it for our sins;
The sacrifice supreme was love of God
For creature man of clay whom He had made!
When Christ resurrected upon third day,
And won o’er death and satan for all times,
The holy cross became the weapon sole
That scares away the devils back to hell!
The cross became the symbol of Christians,
Reminding man of Salvation for all,
As Christ had paid the price on our behalf,
And turned to be the Truth, Light, Way to God!
The holy cross beckons each one of us
To take up each one’s cross and follow Christ;
It is the only hope for all mankind
As life on earth becomes so meaningful!
God’s Love was born on Christmas day as Christ!
Man’s sins nailed Him to death upon the cross!
Christ’s obeisance to Father freed mankind
If repentant, from Fiery Pit of hell!
Reflect on passions Christ had undergone,
Before He died upon the holy cross;
Follow His teachings and precepts for man;
Heaven is nigh for sinners penitent!
(22-04-11)
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Christmas 2007 Song – 12
Joy to the world, a Savior’s born!
Peace to men of good-will!
Let every heart receive the Lord;
Pay homage to the king;
Adore the King of kings;
As heaven rejoices, mankind sings!
Joy to the earth, God’s Son is born!
He chose the humblest way!
Let every soul receive His grace;
Ask forgiveness of sins;
Receive the peace, He brings;
As heaven rejoices, mankind sings!
Joy to all souls, for Jesus’ born
Of Virgin Mary Queen!
Let everyone, heed to His call;
Redeemer of the world;
Heaven is nigh to all;
As heaven rejoices, mankind sings!
Joy to the world on Christmas Day!
Christ has come for sinners;
Repent and be saved;
The Lord has paid the price,
By death upon the cross;
By death upon the cross;
As heaven rejoices, mankind sings!
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Son Of God
(07/01/11
God had a plan- so he made his son a man
He knew his son would have to be the sacrificial lamb
So that this world could understand.
JESUS offered his life so that the world could be free
He offered his life for you and me.
He knew that his life would be short lived
And come to an end.
Yet he preached his fathers words to foe and friend.
He knew deep inside his soul
That someday, the world he would hold
And of this -he was told.
So much love he had inside
And this love he could not hide.
As he preached the word of God
He described his earthly mission.
The lord had appointed him to preach
The gospel to the poor, the rich, the destitute
And anyone who would listen.
His father had told him that he had healing hands
And could heal people through out the land.
To be able to cure the blind, the lame, and the possessed
These were the biggest tests.
Then the day finally came that they would take him away
Accused by his so called peers, under the screams
Laughter and jeers.
Stripped and whipped and crowned with thorns
And blood running down his face
This was the ultimate disgrace
For a man who was said to be a king
That he was stripped of every thing.
Although the cross he carried was made of wood
It is something that is still not understood.
That we must all carry a cross in this life
This is our ultimate sacrifice.
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All Through Him
Through what we call natural birth, we’re born onto a sinful earth,
And whatever land we’re born in, we are a child that’s born in sin,
Born separated from God above, who reached out with His love,
Providing redemption for all men, so that we can be Born Again.
Through the Cross God forgives, because of His Son, who lives,
We’re redeemed from all iniquity, all through the cross in Calvary,
Granting men hope and peace, that when received will not cease,
Forgiven through the act of Christ, who for sinners paid the price.
Through the Resurrection is life, for us, in The Lord, Jesus Christ,
As the grave could not hold Him, we gain a New Life, free of sin,
A New Life to live abundantly, leaving sin at the cross of Calvary,
As we live to serve The Risen King, and His Praises we now sing.
Through our Savior Jesus Christ, we become heirs of Eternal Life,
Life in Heaven, with God is in store, for all believers, forevermore,
And we too, shall all be changed, in ways that only God arranged,
While Christ has prepared a place, for believers through His grace.
Today the choice belongs to men, in a world which is condemned,
To continue in their sin or be free, through God’s Lamb of Calvary,
Also, Eternal Life or eternal death, when they take their last breath,
Life with God, it stands to reason, why ignore this special season?
(Copyright ©04/2010)
Deep Darkness Spread Throughout All The Land
Deep darkness spread throughout all the land that day
as men nailed You to the cross and had their way.
There full atonement for all mankind was made
as our sins upon the Lamb of God were laid.
Sin divided the Triune Godhead that day
for as You hung there The Father looked away.
'My God, My God, why have you forsaken me? '
You cried when hanging on that accursèd tree.
Alone there upon the cross You bore my shame
and beneath the wrath of God took all the blame.
Then into the Holiest place You ventured
drawing back the great curtain as You entered.
There in that inner sanctuary You stood
And cleansed this poor sinner with Your precious blood.
A never to be repeated sacrifice
as my scapegoat by Your death You paid the price.
From the top to bottom the curtain was torn.
The penalty for sin in Your body borne
Now with reverence and awe I can approach
the throne of God without rebuke or reproach.
Written as prelude to Easter and based on Matthew 27: 45-56
X’mas
Born was a child in a manger;
Born was the son of God, the Father;
Born was the love of the Maker;
Born was for men, a Redeemer.
Born was a baby boy, a king;
Born was on earth a prophet great;
Born was the love of God in human form;
Born was a Messiah.
Born was a son of a carpenter;
Born was the king of Jews;
Born was the living God as flesh;
Born was a Savior.
Born was a babe, who brought,
Joy and peace to the world;
Born was a babe on a bed of hay,
As angels choirs kept singing on.
Born was the spotless Lamb of God
Who was to die on the cross;
Born was a divine child,
From the Virgin Mary’s womb!
Born was Lord Jesus Christ,
Who paid the price for our sins,
And by His death and resurrection,
Made it possible for sinners too,
To go to Heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-25-2006
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Who Am I?
Who am i?
(words & music by r. goodman)
When I think of how he came so far from glory
Came to dwell among the lowly such as i
To suffer shame and such disgrace
On mount calvary take my place
Then I ask myself this question
Who am i?
Who am I that the king would bleed and die for?
Who am I that he would pray not my will, thine lord?
The answer I may never know
Why he ever loved me so
That to an old rugged cross hed go
For who am i?
When Im reminded of his words
Ill leave you never
If youll be true Ill give to you life forever
Oh I wonder what I could have done
To deserve gods only son
To fight my battles until theyre won
For who am i?
Who am I that the king would bleed and die for
Who am I that he would pray not my will, thine lord
The answer I may never know
Why he ever loved me so
That to an old rugged cross hed go
For who am i?
That to an old rugged cross hed go, for who am i?
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Today... 'Bread
Manna of Heaven coming from God
walked with us and earths pathways trod.
Come let's taste and see that the Lord is good
and not just settle for plain earthly food
There is Bread that God to mankind did give
So that we might all eat of it and live.
The Body of Christ is that Bread given
The Bread of Life that came down from heaven.
This Bread was stricken and smitten of God
when up the hill of Calvary He trod.
He was wounded and broken there for me
bore the price of sin that I might go free.
I've been to communion with You Lord
Broke the Bread in accordance with Your Word.
No bread of earth tasted so sweet and fair
as the bread I broke supping with You there
Such a feast was set by God before men
sweet Bread and wine laid upon the table then.
Bread broken for iniquities of mine
and into the cup poured the blood red wine
As I broke the bread Lord, I heard You say
'This is my body broken for you that day.'
Then I closed my eyes and I saw You Lord
hanging for me upon the cross of wood.
I heard You cry in pain and agony
Shout 'My God why have you forsaken me.'
Then 'Father forgive them ', I heard You say
for those that drove the nails in deep that day.
Your body bearing the sins of mankind
was wounded for these transgressions of mine.
Bowing Your head becoming Broken Bread
as You bore the wrath of God in my stead.
Broken for me was that Heavenly Bread
for my sins You suffered and You bled.
Wondrous love has been shown my God to me
for I'm saved by Your death at Calvary.
Praise God for the Bread that came from Heaven.
Praise God for the life that He has given.
Grace and mercy He lavished upon me
when the Bread was broken upon that tree.
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The Holy Cross That Jesus Bore …
The Holy Cross set mankind free
From mortal sins of every kind,
When Jesus died upon this tree,
And paid price with His precious blood!
The flaying and abuses hurled
Left gashes deep upon His back,
With burning pain, no man can bear,
And yet, our living God does care!
And every time that Jesus fell
Reminds the weight of mankind’s sins
Became more than, He could carry,
Trudging His way to Calvary!
The nails we drove into His Hands
Were sins that God for man forbade;
Excruciating pain, they caused
As bones were broken with blood-spurt!
The crown of thorns were sins of mine
Like jealousy, ego and pride,
And vanity of kings futile,
That pierced His scalp and drew out blood!
Those desperate moments of Christ
As ebbing life and untold pain
Upon Him seized, were caused by sins
That we repeatedly commit.
Each dropp of bloody sweat that fell
From brow of head of Jesus Christ,
As shock and pain engulfed His mind
That witnessed ruthlessness of men!
The words of wisdom, Jesus spoke
Despite His sorrow-afilled heart
Are exemplary and so strange
Revealing love of God boundless.
The Holy Cross has set us free
From punishments for sins truly;
Repent, we must for each folly,
And enter Heaven’s life jolly!
Forgive us Lord for sins galore;
That we commit so stupidly,
Although we know that You detest
And fail so many times Your test.
O God of love and rod so stern!
We thank You for sending Your Son,
Who saved us all from fire of hell
‘Spare us, O Lord; Spare thy people! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-20-2009
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That Old Rugged Cross
That cross so simple in design, spans throughout all of time.
As simple as that cross may be, it reaches well into eternity.
A wooden beam upon a tree, lifted high on Mount Calvary.
For all the saints of the past, it capped a hope that will last.
As that hope they waited for, was fulfilled through our Lord.
For the saints of latter years, it would conquer all our fears,
As death was swallowed in victory, on that cross at Calvary.
Today the cross of Jesus Christ, can grant victory to any life.
From that single horrific place, God began this age of Grace.
While many were dismayed, the Love of God was displayed.
By God, Christ was shunned, as wrath was sent on His Son.
Wrath meant for you and me, which was poured at Calvary.
God’s own Son bearing disgrace; a sinless lamb in our place.
In agony Christ was seized, until God’s anger was appeased,
As Christ paid the ultimate price, becoming for all a sacrifice.
He died and bled on the cross, washing away our sinful dross.
The sinless man bearing the cost, to bring to God, sinners lost.
And all who come to Jesus Christ, by the cross gain New Life,
As that bloody cross of Calvary, leads all men towards Eternity.
That rugged, yet simple design, has truly stood the test of time.
(Copyright ©04/2006)
I Stand Redeemed
I stand Redeemed, for through The Blood of The Lord I was bought,
It was on The Cross of Christ that the war for my soul was fought.
He did not come for the righteous, but to seek and save all the lost,
His search did not bring Him treasure; instead it came at great cost.
The Lamb of God for me was slain and crucified upon a bloody cross,
Christ died for me, so that through Eternity I would not suffer loss.
The Son of God came to save but was mocked, scoffed at and despised,
This was by His own, lead by those who were wise in their own eyes.
When they were asked about Jesus, Crucify him! Is what they screamed,
Little did they know that through Christ God was saving the Redeemed.
He was lead to The Cross to die by men who were spiritually deceived,
But there were also men like Nicodemus who saw Christ and believed.
It was for the sins of His people, that The Lord Jesus was stricken.
And then Isaiah says that He was assigned a grave with the wicked.
It wasn't only for Israel He died, for on The Cross He took my place,
And all who like Nicodemus, can be saved through His Wonderful Grace.
Just as The Lord will discard all the wicked of the earth like dross,
The sins of all who believe are covered by The Blood of The Cross.
For ages the prophets looked towards a day of redemption and dreamed,
Now two thousand years later it's at The Cross that I stand Redeemed.
(Copyright © 04/2003)
Our Lady of Sorrows (Feast day: September,15th)
O Lady of Sorrows! Please hear
Our grief and add them to yours, dear;
With swollen eyes and bloody tear,
You showed to farmers near.
‘To farmers two,
At Milan’s Rho,
When they came to
See you! ’
The blessed pieta
Became a miracle
Bringing millions to
The Griever’s Basilica!
The blood-stained kerchief lies
In a silver reliquary;
As proof of the miracle
To world today, it stays!
With dead Christ on her lap,
His mother seated, grieves;
Besides her sorrows own,
Mankind’s too, she receives!
O heart of Mary pure,
What sorrows, you endure!
For love of Christ and God,
You suffered for our Lord!
Mary’s most holiness
Won her the grace of God,
To bear her sorrows all,
And sufferings, so odd.
None could predict ever
Or gauge her sufferings;
Since Simeon’s prophecy,
She suffered silently!
The Virgin bore a Son
By Holy Spirit’s power;
She had to see Him die
For man’s sins on cross!
What pain had filled her heart!
How anguished she felt from start!
Her Son and Lord, her life and love
Had to suffer and depart!
Despite her immense grief,
She lived obeying God,
Unafraid of sin,
For glory of the Lord!
By Will of Heavenly Father,
She whole-heartedly agreed
To be Christ Jesus’ Mother –
Her Son divine, she loved.
She witnessed Son suffer:
Flogged and crowned with thorns;
Spat at, rebuked and mocked;
Bleeding, thirsty and fall!
His pain went through her bone;
His bruises cut her skin;
The lance that pierced his side
Brought bloody tears like tide.
All things, she had to bear,
Though Son’s life was so dear;
With God’s Will always near,
From obedience, she didn’t veer!
Her heart bore, her Son’s cross!
His death was greatest loss!
Yet, He was Lord and Boss,
And on third day, rose, because!
“O Lady of Sorrows, Pray for us! ”
Copyright by Dr John Celes 15-9-11
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Jesus’ Cross
The Holy Cross beckons
To follow Jesus Christ;
The source of strength and joy
To souls, for Lord athirst!
The Holy Cross guides us
To walk upon His steps;
The Son of God had died
To save mankind from sins.
The Holy Cross reminds
To place our trust in God;
Jesus resurrected
To annul man from rod.
The Holy Cross signals
That life has crosses, woes;
Yet, we must tread fearless;
Engages God, our foes!
The Holy Cross goads us
To carry each one’s cross;
Our war with satan’s won,
By Jesus, without loss!
The Holy Cross renews
Our ties with Jesus Lord;
He will come in glory
To judge mankind by Word!
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On Christmas Night!
Thus was born
The King of kings,
And Lord of lords,
And only son begotten,
Of the Father- God.
It was a baby boy
Who lay on hay,
On Christmas day
On a winter’s night.
Some Shepherds prayed;
While angels sang
‘Joy to the world
And peace to all
Men of good-will”
From the east,
Three magi came
Fell on their knees,
And paid homage
With gifts of gold,
Frankincense, myrrh,
And worshipped
The new-born King!
They found the babe
In a manger born,
As the Star of Bethlehem
Stood right above!
In total obeisance
To the Father’s decree,
Jesus Christ became man,
To die upon the cross,
To redeem mankind
Forever!
The boundless love of God
Was reflected by Christmas
And Satan’s defeat!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-8-2006
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The First Christmas
The love of God was born on earth
In Bethlehem’s outskirts;
When baby boy and new-born king
In manger, had just cried;
Among the hay, swaddled in clothes,
Amidst some animals,
As mother Mary prayed beside,
With father Saint Joseph.
And thus, was born the first Christmas,
That brought joy to the world;
The babe was to be called Jesus,
And die upon the cross,
For all mankind to gain heaven
By redemption of men;
Oh, what a lovely day it was,
The first Christmas on earth!
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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.
Happy Easter 2006!
A poor lamb cries incessantly: it’s tied!
It knows its heading to the slaughter-house!
It can’t escape: they’d raised it for this sake;
It weeps for mercy: but ’tis its last ride!
The Lamb of God- Jesus suffered like-wise!
The sins of mankind gave him Death by Cross;
Redeeming sinners was His Father’s Will;
At Calvary, He paid the precious price.
Christ uttered not a single cry for woes;
His example was silent obedience;
His Father’s errand stood before His eyes;
He pleaded God to forgive all his foes.
If He had wished, he could have changed his fate!
His divine pow’rs could have come to his aid;
His Messianic Mission was supreme;
He trounced the devils, death: and reached God’s gate.
The endless love of God for souls is clear;
Heaven is open now to sinners too
Who ask God’s pardon for their sins: REPENT;
The Savior brought heaven to all so near!
Oh, what a joyful Feast is Easter then!
The righteous die to live eternally!
The Breath of Life that came by Maker’s Word
Desires that all should enter Heaven!
“Wish you all a Happy Easter,2006! ”
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-10-2006
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X'mas 2012
Prepare your heart and soul with grace;
Receive the baby ‘King of Kings';
God Father loves the human race;
Peace and joy, only His Son brings!
A boy is born one early morn!
A virgin's womb is home to Him;
The manger sees a newer dawn;
Clothes-swaddled babe sleeps in light dim.
Heaven is now amidst the earth;
The God of light has taken flesh;
It is the second Adam's birth;
Bethlehem's star now gleams afresh.
Shepherds by fire hear news first;
Three kings from east come pay homage;
The angels lead them to boy Christ;
Devils are filled with fear and rage!
Angel choirs sing, ‘Glory to God! '
Emmanuel comes to save sinners;
His death on cross will spare us rod;
Through Jesus Christ, we are winners!
So, celebrate the Christmas Day;
Christ chose to sleep upon just hay;
He is the truth, life and the way;
For mankind's sins, His blood, He'll pay!
God's love is born a child today;
He'll be a man, divine as well;
He shows all sinners heaven's way;
Let angels sing as tolls church bell!
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Many Who Never Heard
Let the truth be known to all of us, who in God have placed their trust,
There are many who’ve never heard, the Truths we find in God’s Word.
They may believe in a power above, but know not God’s amazing love,
The love we find at the cross, where He displayed His love for the lost.
Let the burden be upon every heart, which by God, has been set apart,
With the Gospel Message to herald, to reach for God, the entire world.
It’s God’s message of reconciliation, to be preached unto every nation,
Proclaiming in Christ, peace with God, to all people on this earthy sod.
We need to help people understand, from every nation and every land,
That God above sent His Only Son, to be Lord and Savior of everyone,
Christ was sent to be the ultimate Lamb, God’s Sacrifice for sinful man,
God had prepared a body for Him; God’s spotless lamb to bear all sin.
The Savior was crucified at Calvary, The Lamb of God, for you and me,
God’s Son was crucified in our place, all ordained through God’s Grace.
Christ, who came down to this earth, to provide every man a New Birth,
Sending His Spirit down, to all men; when in Christ they are Born Again.
Salvation is available to every life, through the Lord’s Son, Jesus Christ,
To free us from the sin of Adam’s fall, all sinful men, both big and small.
This is the message to be preached, until every heart for God is reached,
God’s Love and Grace to all friend, for a life with God, which has no end.
(Copyright ©05/2008)