Jesus

On this Lord’s Day Sunday, know that you, me and the millions of people all over the world, to whom God has chosen to give the gift of today, have been privileged to see the beginning of a brand new week. Additionally, we all have been presented with the distinct honour of closing off an entire month. We have come to the end of the month.

Let us hail Father God as the One, True, and only God. Let us lift our grateful voices in praise for His extravagant love; love which goes beyond barriers and knows no discrimination. Love, the Love of Father God, to give us wretched earthlings, His dear, beloved Son, to suffer and to face death, so that we might live. There is no one like Jesus! We now dedicate this entire week to receiving poetry, all on Jesus.

THE BLOOD OF JESUS

The blood of Jesus washes whiter than snow

The blood of Jesus has unlimited flow

And so I ask, do you really this fact know?

Then be His witness that it truly is so.

The blood of Jesus cleanses from all your sin

The blood cleans and cleanses without and within,

And so I ask, does Jesus draw a margin?

Then be His example, in your mortal skin.

The blood of Jesus wipes away every stain,

The blood removes so that nothing will remain,

And so I ask, do you know in Jesus gain?

Then be His pattern, showing one in His reign. 

The blood of Jesus washes brighter than white,

The blood of Jesus makes the dull become bright,

And so I ask, does Jesus give you this sight?

Then be His image, let Him in you delight.

                                        Amen!  

Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Psalm 51: 7 KJV