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OUR SAVIOR


 Thank you, Lord Jesus,
 For your unfailing love, 
 As you looked through
 The corridors of time,

 And saw Calvary’s Cross
 And the pain You’d endure,
 And the suffering 
 That should have been mine.

 Your love bound you securely 
 To God’s plan for mankind.
 Your pure Blood,
 Shed for one and for all.

 Your innocent eyes
 Beheld the horrors of that day.
 In your obedience,
 You answered God’s Call.

 Your life for our pardon,
 Your Blood for our sin,
 Your will to die,
 That our will could be free.

 You thought of us,
 As the joy set before You.
 You are the Justifier 
 Of those who would believe.

 Your resurrection from the dead,
 Stands out in Your Word,
 As the event that changed history, 
 For all time.

 You were born. You preached truth,
 You were killed.  You were raised.
 You live on,
 Our intercessor, Divine.  

 Nelda Johnson
 6/11/21
 If you don’t know Jesus as Lord and Savior, would you consider all He has done for mankind?  Would you believe that God raised Him from the dead and ask Him to save you?  You will never regret it, for all eternity.

Heavenly Treasure

In the early morning hours
When our home is dark and cold,
I lie nestled in my warm, soft bed
With the covers pulled up round my nose.

You have never been my close friend,
Early morn of deepest dark.
You have never held an ounce of allure,
You have never laid hold of my heart.

But in this new year, my longing to hear
The voice of my savior so sweet,
Means rising from bed in the dark of the morn.
Where our two hearts and two spirits can meet.

Life’s clamor and chaos that fill the day’s light
Gives way to the silence in the darkness of morn,
Where my soul feels the music of two hearts entwined
And the joy of being reborn.

O, early morn, what a friend you’ve become,
A precious time to meet with God’s Son,
And seek out His heavenly wisdom
For the earthly battles that soon will be won.

Your clarion call has gently come forth,
Your loving desire is so clear,
“Come seek me my child, in the early morning hours,
My voice will be sweet in your ears.”

Nelda Johnson