JESUS - My Shepherd - My Lord

God's Warrior · Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 10:58 pm Post subject: JESUS - My Shepherd - My Lord

My Shepherd

Your life you gave for me in love,
My soul from sin you saved.
You knew I did not merit this,
Yet my path to Heaven you paved.

I owe you more that I can give,
Just ask and I'll obey.
I'll read your word and seek your will
And speak of you each day.
You died for me, I will live for you
And do your work, for I am able.
I'll feed the hungry and clothe the poor
For a king who was born in a stable.

My obedience is everlasting,
There is no task too small or grand.
If you, a king, can be a shepherd,
Then I can be a lamb.
Janis Hoover

God's Warrior · Posted: Thu May 25, 2006 11:00 pm Post subject: Come to Me

The Shepherd does not ask of thee
Faith in thy faith, but only faith in Him;
And this He meant in saying, "Come to me."
In light or darkness seek to do His will,
And leave the work of faith to Jesus still.

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 9:35 pm Post subject: Immanuel

Emmanuel, "Which being interpreted is, God with us" (Matthew 1:23).

Immanuel
Charles Haddon Spurgeon

When once I mourned a load of sin;
When conscience felt a wound within;
When all my works were thrown away;
When on my knees I knelt to pray,
Then, blissful hour, remembered well,
I learned Thy love, Immanuel.

When storms of sorrow toss my soul;
When waves of care around me roll;
When comforts sink, when joys shall flee;
When hopeless griefs shall gape for me,
One word the tempest's rage shall quell--
That word, Thy name, Immanuel.

When for the truth I suffer shame;
When foes pour scandal on my name;
When cruel taunts and jeers abound;
When "Bulls of Bashan" gird me round,
Secure within Thy tower I'll dwell--
That tower, Thy grace, Immanuel.

When hell enraged lifts up her roar;
When Satan stops my path before;
When fiends rejoice and wait my end;
When legioned hosts their arrows send,
Fear not, my soul, but hurl at hell
Thy battle-cry, Immanuel.

When down the hill of life I go;
When o'er my feet death's waters flow;
When in the deep'ning flood I sink;
When friends stand weeping on the brink,
I'll mingle with my last farewell
Thy lovely name, Immanuel.

When tears are banished from mine eye;
When fairer worlds than these are nigh;
When heaven shall fill my ravished sight;
When I shall bathe in sweet delight,
One joy all joys shall far excel,
To see Thy face, Immanuel.

Charles Haddon Spurgeon
(1834-1892)
(written at age

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 9:38 pm Post subject: The "U" in Jesus...

The "U" in Jesus...

Before U were thought of or time had begun,
God even stuck U in the name of His Son.

And each time U pray, you'll see it's true
You can't spell out JesUs and not include U.

You're a pretty big part of His wonderful name,
For U, He was born; that's why He came.

And His great love for U is the reason He died.
It even takes U to spell crUcified.

Isn't it thrilling and splendidly grand
He rose from the dead, with U in His plan?

The stones split away, the gold trUmpet blew,
and this word resUrrection is spelled with a U.

When JesUs left earth at His upward ascension,
He felt there was one thing He just had to mention.

"Go into the world and tell them it's true
That I love them all - Just like I love U."

So many great people are spelled with a U,
Don't they have a right to know JesUs too?

It all depends now on what U will do,
He'd like them to know, but it all starts with U.

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 9:39 pm Post subject: J.E.S.U.S. C.H.R.I.S.T.

J.E.S.U.S. C.H.R.I.S.T.

J esus, Son of God Eternal
E verlasting Lord is He,
S avior of a world of sinners,
U niversal King to be,
S ought us, brought us victory.

C hrist is due all adoration,
H umbly born to save our race,
R uler of the whole creation
I ntercedes and gives us grace,
S aves us from sin's condemnation,
T ruly worthy of all praise!
-- Author Unknown

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 9:41 pm Post subject: You Ask Why I Follow This Jesus

You Ask Why I Follow This Jesus

You ask why I follow this Jesus
Why I love Him the way I do
When the world's turned away from His teachings
And the people who serve Him are few.

It's not the rewards I'm after
Or gifts that I hope to receive
It's the Presence that calls for commitment
It's the Spirit I trust and believe.

The Lord doesn't shelter His faithful
Or spare them all suffering and pain,
Like everyone else I have burdens,
And walk through my share of rain.

Yet He gives me a plan and a purpose,
And that joy only Christians have known,
I never know what comes tomorrow,
But I do know I'm never alone.

It's the love always there when you need it;
It's the words that redeem and inspire,
It's the longing to ever be with Him
That burns in my heart like a fire.

So you ask why I love my Lord Jesus
Well, friend, that's so easy to see,
But the one thing that fills me with wonder is
Why Jesus loves someone like me.
~Author Unknown

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 9:43 pm Post subject:

JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN

Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world.
Red and yellow, black and white,
They are precious in His sight.
Jesus loves the little children of the world.

"Suffer little children...to come unto Me." Matthew 19:14

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 10:58 pm Post subject: Story Of A Straying Lamb

Story Of A Straying Lamb

The Shepherd loved His little lamb,
And gave it His tender care...
And followed it with His loving eyes
As it wandered here and there.

And as He sat by His grazing flock
Who so meekly His voice obeyed,
He pondered sadly His little lamb
As again and again it strayed.

The little lamb had a loving heart,
And adored His Shepherd, true,
But would turn aside and seek his own way
As lambs will so often do.

With His gentle voice the Shepherd called,
To His loved and straying lamb,
"Come back, little one, for you are not safe
Unless you are where I am."

But still the lamb would soon forget
And unthinkingly wander away,
And not really noticing what he did,
From the Shepherd's side would stray.

Until one day, the Shepherd kind
Took His rod in His gentle hand,
And what He then did seemed so cruel
That the lamb could not understand.

For with one sharp and well-aimed blow
Down the rod so swiftly came
That it broke the leg of the little lamb
And left it crippled, and lame.

Then the little lamb, with a cry of pain,
Fell down upon his knees...
And looked up at his Shepherd, as though to say,
"Won't you explain this, please?"

Then he saw the love in the Shepherd's eyes
As the tears ran down His face,
As He tenderly set the broken bone,
And bound it back in it's place.

Now he was utterly helpless,
He could not even stand!
He must trust himself completely
To his Shepherd's loving hand.

Then day by day, 'till the lamb was healed
From the flock he was kept apart...
And carried about in the Shepherd's arms,
And cradled near to His heart.

And the Shepherd would whisper gentle words
Into his now listening ear...
Thus he heard sweet words of love
That the other sheep could not hear.

He felt the warmth of the Shepherd's arms
And the beat of His faithful heart...
Until it came a blessing to seem,
By his weakness to be set apart.

Every need of the little lamb
By his Shepherd so fully was met
That through his brokeness he learned
What he never again would forget.

And as the broken bone was healed,
And once more became whole and strong...
Wherever the Shephers's path would lead,
The lamb would follow along.

Thus at the Shepherd's side he walked
So closely, day by day,
For once a lamb has a broken leg
It will never again go astray.

For the cords of love had bound it so
In its hour of weaknes and need...
That it had no desire to wander away,
When once again it was freed.

Could it be you are broken today,
And you cannot understand
The painful blow of the Shepherd's rod
Now believe it came from His hand?

He only seeks, by this painful thing,
For a time to call you apart...
To cradle you close in His loving arms,
And draw you near to His heart.

So look up into your Shepherd's eyes,
And earnestly seek His face...
And prove in the hour of your weakness and need
The sufficiency of His grace.

For as you are borne in His loving arms,
And carried there, day by day...
He will bind you so close with the cords of His love
That never again will you stray!
Author unknown

"The Good Shepherd" - Greg Olsen

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 11:08 pm Post subject: If Jesus Came to Your House

If Jesus Came to Your House

If Jesus came to your house
To spend a day or two,
If He came unexpectedly
I wonder what you'd do.

Oh, I know you'd give your nicest room
To such an honored guest
And all the food you'd serve Him
Would be the very best.

And you would keep assuring Him,
You're glad to have Him there;
That serving Him in your home
Was joy beyond compare.

But when you saw Him coming;
Would you meet Him at the door,
Showing Him He's the One you seek
To worship and adore?

Or would you have to change your clothes
Before you let Him in,
And hide some magazines and put
The Bibles where they'd been?

Would you turn off the radio
And hope He hadn't heard;
And wish you hadn't uttered
That loud, nasty word?

Would you hide your worldly music
And put hymn books out?
Could you let Jesus walk right in
Or would you rush about?

And I wonder if the Savior
Spent a day or two with you,
Would you go right on doing
The things you always do?

Would you go right on saying
The things you always say?
Would life for you continue
As it does from day to day?

Would the family conversation
Keep at it's usual pace?
And would you find it hard each meal,
To say a table grace?

Would you sing the songs
You've always sung
And read the books you've read,
And let the Savior know the things
On which your mind and spirit fed?

Would you take Jesus with you
Everywhere you go?
Or would you maybe change your plans
For just a day or two?

Would you be glad to have Him stay
Forever, on and on,
Or would you sigh with great relief
When He at last is gone?

Would you be glad to have Him meet
Your very closest friends,
Or would you hope they'd stay away
Until His visit ends?

It might be interesting to know
The things that you would do
IF Jesus came to your house
To spend the day with you.

From The Book
"The Good Old Days Remembered"
"Mother's Favorite Verses"
This is a neat book. It has "Wynken, Blynken and Nod",
"When the Frost Is on the Pumpkin", "The Tie That Binds" and many more favorite selections.

God's Warrior · Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 11:11 pm Post subject:

One Solitary Life

He was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another obscure village. He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty,and then for three years He was an itinerant preacher. He never wrote a book. He never held an office.

He never owned a home. He never set foot inside a big city. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place where He was born. He had no credentials but Himself.

While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against Him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves.

His executioners gambled for the only piece of property He had on earth while He was dying .. and that was His coat. When He was dead, He was taken down and laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.

Nearly Twenty centuries have come and gone since then, and today He is the centerpiece of the human race and the leader of progress.

Now it is no exaggeration to say that, of all the armies that have ever marched, and all the navies that have ever set sail, and of all the rulers that have ever ruled, and all the kings that have ever reigned; all put together they have not affected the life of man upon earth as powerfully as this One Solitary Life.

--Although sometimes listed as author unknown, this is one of many adaptations taken from an article that was published in 1926 by its original author, Dr. James Allan Francis (1864-1928)