DECEMBER 2014— Let us give preeminent FOCUS to the absolutely astounding: The Birth of Christ is about JESUS coming to become the sinner’s substitute and sin bearer because WE SINNERS desperately need a Saviour! ~~ God came in the flesh to save undeserving rebels (That’s us!) from the just and eternal wrath of God in hell! He came to set rebels free from self, sin, and satan. He gives us new hearts and makes us His own sons and daughters. He makes us His servants, His friends, His saints, and His co-laborers— “O Come, let US adore HIM!” SHOULD WE NOT BURST FORTH IN AWE AND WONDER? And can it be that I should gain An interest in the Savior’s blood? Died He for me, who caused His pain— For me, who Him to death pursued? Amazing love! How can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me? Amazing love! How can it be, That Thou, my God, shouldst die for me? ’Tis mystery all: th’ Immortal dies: Who can explore His strange design? In vain the firstborn seraph tries To sound the depths of love divine. ’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore, Let angel minds inquire no more. ’Tis mercy all! Let earth adore; Let angel minds inquire no more. He left His Father’s throne above So free, so infinite His grace— Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam’s helpless race: ’Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me! ’Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me! Long my imprisoned spirit lay, Fast bound in sin and nature’s night; Thine eye diffused a quickening ray— I woke, the dungeon flamed with light; My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee. My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee. Still the small inward voice I hear, That whispers all my sins forgiven; Still the atoning blood is near, That quenched the wrath of hostile Heaven. I feel the life His wounds impart; I feel the Savior in my heart. I feel the life His wounds impart; I feel the Savior in my heart. No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in Him, is mine; Alive in Him, my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Bold I approach th’ eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ my own. Bold I approach th’ eternal throne, And claim the crown, through Christ my own. (Words by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788) LISTEN/ join in the singing HERE: https://youtube/watch?v=uzDes9IVdzg
Posted on: Mon, 15 Dec 2014 12:09:42 +0000