Tag: cross

Two Things

by Pete, posted in Poetry

There’s only two things you must know
To be all you can be
Thing one is His great mercy
Thing two is grace that’s free

Mercy reached out to touch our lives
When Jesus came from above
Took the form of a baby
Because of His great love

Mercy was with Him every day
As He healed all that would come
Taught the ways of the Kingdom
Truly was God’s Son

Mercy then took Him to the cross
Where He bled and died for me
Mercy rose Him up from the grave
So I’d live eternally

The greatest show of mercy
The world has ever seen
Is something I must know deep down
Because it was done for me

Grace has supplied my every need
From the moment I was born
From the fresh air that I breath each day
To the sunrise every morn

Grace followed us as we grew in years
For it truly gave us life
Each trial that we faced has passed
And grace helped us survive

Grace gave the greatest gift of all
When we asked the Savior in
By grace are you saved through faith my friend
It is grace that makes you win

This grace that’s so amazing
Grace always blesses me
He gives it freely to us
Supplying ever need

When you are looking out ahead
At what your life may bring
Make sure that grace and mercy
Are the most important things

Show Me

by Pete, posted in Poetry

Show me your mercy
Abounding to me
Show me the grace
That set me free

Show me the peace
That calms the storm
Show me your joy
Increasingly more

Show me the hope
That endures forever
Show me your love
That fails me never

Show me deliverance
Break every chain
Show me salvation
All over again

Show me your healing
Wipe out my pain
Show me the freedom
That in you I gain

Show me your Spirit
Who guides me each day
Show me the Shephard
Who prepares my way

Show me the cross
Where you bled and died
Show me the glory
That you sacrificed
Show me the throne
Where you reign on high
Please show me Jesus
And I’ll testify

I’ll testify of His great love for me
I’ll testify how He set me free
I’ll testify of all he has done
I’ll show them Jesus one by one

 

Royal Pedigree

by Pete, posted in Daily Prompt, Poetry

He cam to a manger, cold and bare
To be born of a lowly virgin there
He grew as a son to a carpenter
Learning the trade and how to work

He taught only what He heard from above
He showed us all of His Father’s love
He served day and night as the people came
He treated them all as they were the same

Then they hailed Him as soon and coming King
They shouted Hosanna His praises they sing
A few days later they had changed their cry
They looked up at Him and cried crucify

They beat Him and mocked Him and laughed Him to scorn
They put on His head a crown of long thorns
They made Him carry His cross down the street
Then they put long sharp spikes in His hands and feet

He gave up His life on the cross that day
He died for us all and the price He did pay
He left heaven’s home to set us free
He put aside His royal pedigree

For God loved us so much He gave us His son
That all who believed in this meek holy one
Would find that their life would now be set free
And they’d live in heaven eternally

In response to the daily prompt Pedigree

I Am Forgiven

by Pete, posted in Poetry

I was happy
I had no regrets.
I had lived the way I wanted to
And no bad happened yet
But then I met a man who had more joy
Than I had ever seen
I knew I wanted some of that
So he told me where he’d been

I‘ve been forgiven
My sins are gone.
He bled and died to take away
All my guilt and shame
He stretched his arms out wide
On Calvary’s tree
That I might live
Eternally

Well I was baffled
At what he said.
I never heard of a man and a tree
So I asked him to explain
Then he told me the story of Jesus
And my soul was filled with pain
I knew that I was heading wrong
And it was time for a change

So I knelt down
On my knees to pray:
Dear Jesus please forgive me
And help me find my way
I put my trust in you dear Lord
To guide me day by day
And then I knew down in my spirit
I would never be the same.

I am forgiven
My sins are gone.
He bled and died to take away
All my guilt and shame
He stretched his arms out wide
On Calvary’s tree
That I might live
Eternally

If you kneel down
On your knees and pray
Dear Jesus please forgive my sins
And help me find my way
I put my trust in you dear Lord
To guide me day by day
Then He’ll come into your heart
And you will never be the same

You’ll be forgiven
You’ll be set free
He bled and died to take away
All your guilt and shame
He stretched His arms out wide
On Calvary’s tree
So you could live
Eternally

What Love

by Pete, posted in Poetry

I am convinced
Fully persuaded
Knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt
With full faith
And all belief
That Jesus loves me
More than I can comprehend
More than I deserve
More than I can express
In simple words
His love for me was evident
On that day so long ago
When He talked to His disciples in the upper room
When he told them he would be leaving them
When He washed their feet
Stooping down before them
Towel and basin by His side
Wiping the dust ad grime off
Drying them carefully
When He gave them the bread
Saying this is my body
Broken for you
He gave them the wine
Saying this is my blood
Poured out for you
They walked to the garden
As He taught them
His final words to them
He prayed
While they slept
Submitting to the Father’s will
Soldiers came
He surrendered to them
Trial came
He was silent
Scourging came
He bore the stripes
Crown of thorns came
He offered His brow
Beaten and bruised
He gave His body
Trial before Pilate
He humbled Himself
Carried His cross
Though His body was worn
Nailed through His hands and feet
Onto the tree
Crucified between thieves
Took on our sins
Gave up His life
It was not taken from Him
Placed in a borrowed tomb
Sealed with a stone
What a gift he has given
When he gave Himself
For my sin
For my shame
For my guilt
For my pardon
Oh what mercy
Oh what grace
Oh what love

Once Upon the Cross

by Pete, posted in Poetry

The crowd arrived to mock Him
The trial was a farce
Convicted as a heretic
Condemned to death by cross

Scorned and battered senseless
Thorns upon His brow
Nails pierced through His feet and hands
To the ground blood flowed

Forgive them was His final plea
As darkness filled the day
He cried out it is finished
Then gave His life away

Once upon the cross
He gave His life for me
All my sin He took
So I could be set free
Oh the blessed mercy
Displayed for all to see
Amazing grace of Jesus
Amazing love for me

They laid Him in a borrowed tomb
They sealed it extra tight
Roman soldiers guarded for three days
All through the lonely nights

The stone then rolled away
The guards fainted in fright
From the grave He rose alive
Sometime in the night
The morning dawned the third day
The women came anointing
He has risen angels told them
They went away rejoicing

Once upon the cross
He gave His life for me
All my sin He took
So I could be set free
Oh the blessed mercy
Displayed for all to see
Amazing grace of Jesus
Amazing love for me
All because He gave His life
Once upon the cross

The Most Amazing Thing

by Pete, posted in Poetry

I serve the God who put all the stars in place
He stretched out all the heavens and set the bounds of space
He even put the smile on the moon man’s face
The God I serve can do most anything

I serve the God who taught the morning birds to sing
The spider learned to spin his web the bee learned he could sting
The leaves learned changing color would autumn beauty bring
The God I serve can do most anything

His wisdom fills the heavens
His glory lines the clouds
His beauty can be seen day after daycreation
When you look up to heaven
You’ll see His handiwork
With wonder and with awe you’ll be amazed

I serve the God who started with an earth devoid of life
He told the light to shine and the water to arrive
He grew the trees and grasses so the beasts would all survive
The God I serve can do most anything

Then He formed a man out of the dust that covered earth
He breathed in him the breath of life which gave his spirit birth
God gave dominion to the man to show him his great worth
The God I serve can do most anything

His wisdom fills the heavens
His glory lines the clouds
His beauty can be seen day after day
When you look up to heaven
You’ll see His handiwork
With wonder and with awe you’ll be amazed

But man would disappoint Him, and disobey His plan
He sinned a sin what would be passed along to every man
God had to find a way to restore this earth again
The God I serve can do most anything

He sent His Son to earth to rescue all of us from sin
He died upon the cross to give us joy and peace within
He made us all a heavenly home when He rose again
The God I serve can do most anything

With all the wonders He has made
With all the miracles He gave
The most amazing thing he did
Was die to set me free

His wisdom fills the heavens
His glory lines the clouds
His beauty can be seen day after day
When you look up to heaven
You’ll see His handiwork
With wonder and with awe you’ll be amazed

Is He Lord, or Just Savior?

by Pete, posted in Poetry

This piece was inspired by my blog post today on the same subject from Psalm 132. You can view it at https://wordpress.com/post/petertgardner.wordpress.com/14536 if you like

We all can call Him Savior
For that is who He is
The stripes on His back saved us from sickness and disease
The thorns on His brow brought healing to our minds
The nails in His feet makes Him a lamp to light the way
The nails in His hands bring His peaceful touch
The blood dripping down His face redeemed us from our sin
The spear in His heart heals our broken hearts
And all this brings us joy
His resurrection brings us hope
And the guarantee of eternal life
All for just accepting that sacrifice on the cross
So many years ago
And accepting Him as our redeemer
Confessing our sins
Repenting and turning away
And following Him
Savior He is and always will be

But is He Lord
Do I follow His word
Do do as He asks
Do I give Him my liife
For that is what He requires
For entry to heaven
Or do I selectively do what He wants
And then what I want
Wallowing in between His truth
And mine.
This is lukewarmness
And the lukewarm He will spew out of His mouth
I don;t want to Be in that state
Is He Lord
Or is He just a puppet you call when you need Him
Is He Lord
Or is He just a gift giver to you
Is He Lord
Or is he just mercy and not truth
Is he Lord
Or is He just grace and not judgment

If He is not both Savior and Lord
You do Him a disservice
And yourself
And you may miss heaven
According to His own words
Make Him Lord today
Submit to His will
Follow His ways
Heed His words
Peace and Joy will seek you out
When He is Lord

Lift Him Higher and Higher

by Pete, posted in Poetry, Praise

He said if I
Be lifted up
I will draw
All men to me
They raised Him up
Upon the cross
The blood He shed
Has set me free

They laid Him in
A borrowed tomb
They sealed it tight
A guard was paid
In three short days
The stone rolled back
He is alive
To heaven He raise

Lift Him higher and higher
For all the world to see
Lift Him higher and higher
Tell of His love
Lift Him higher and higher
Come on and testify
Lift Him higher and higher
It’s up to you and me

As I go out
Onto this world
My daily task
Is plainly clear
I need to speak
And testify
Of His great love
For all to hear

Lift Him higher and higher
For all the world to see
Lift Him higher and higher
Tell of His love
Lift Him higher and higher
Come on and testify
Lift Him higher and higher
It’s up to you and me

Every word I speak
Everything I do
Every thought I have
Out in this dark world
Should be witness to
His eternal love
Am I living proof
For the King above

Lift Him higher and higher
For all the world to see
Lift Him higher and higher
Tell of His love
Lift Him higher and higher
Come on and testify
Lift Him higher and higher
It’s up to you and me

Turn the World Around

by Pete, posted in Daily Prompt, Poetry

It’s not a little thing at all
Though people will  discount it
I’m not even reluctant
To say it changed the world

In it’s time it was enormous
Truly massive in it’s scope
Because a new beginning
Was about to now unfold

When Jesus died upon that cross
There were just a few take notice
But when He rose up from the grave
The world was turned around

Twelve men and many others
Began to preach His story
The church was born by His dear plan
And victory abounds

 

 

In response to the daily prompt Massive