Poetry for the Soul

by Christian Aider

September 2010

First-fruits of a Tuesday Morning

Lord Jesus, all I could or ever will be
Will never exceed what You did upon the tree.
The price was paid, my sin forgiven,
And now I have a home in Heaven.

Upon death hell’s no longer my destination,
Christ’s blessed hope is my daily consolation.
The word of God brings comfort and direction
To Christ’s blood-bought saints in His election.

But God is “not willing that any should perish
But that all should come to repentance” (2 Peter 3:9b)
For Jesus died for you, me, and the entire world. (John 3:16)
So sinner, today, now, let go of your sins and choose Christ,
To receive the precious gift of eternal life.

Psalms 115:1
“Not unto us, O LORD, not unto us, but unto Thy name give glory, for Thy mercy, and for Thy truth’s sake.” (KJV – AV 1611, of course)