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.
Tag: Cross
Thanksgiving
Thank you for the cross, my Lord,
That caused you so much pain.
Thank you for the cross, my King,
That was solely for my gain.
No nails held you, my Jesus,
To that rough hewn wooden frame.
Your love bound you securely
To that instrument of shame.
You covered my transgressions
On that dark and sorrowful day.
The bruises and the blood you shed
Washed the debt of sin away.
You suffered so, for all mankind,
That we might walk in peace.
The stripes you bore
For our life and health,
They tore at your flesh so deep.
We were the joy
Set before you, my King,
For us you endured the loss.
Thank you, praise you, bless you, Lord,
For the rough hewn,
Blood stained cross.
Nelda Johnson Copyright 2020
This poem was composed on the back of the motorcycle on a trip from Louisiana to Maine. We passed a church in Tennessee with a very tall cross in front of it, near the highway. My heart was struck by the pain I know the Lord endured. I am a grateful sheep.
Days End Declaration
At the end of the day,
When all is said and done
And I climb into bed for night’s rest,
I ponder the day
And events that it held
And count myself incredibly blessed.
My life isn’t perfect
Disappointments abound,
Failures around every turn.
Regardless of that
My God loves me so dear,
With steadfast love, that can never be earned.
His great love never ceases,
His mercies new every day,
It’s never dependent on me.
That’s why this imperfect child
Feels so wonderfully blessed,
Because He’s opened my eyes that I might see,
That though I might fall,
His love lifts me again,
Plants my feet on the Rock,that I might sing,
Of His love everlasting,
His faithfulness so true,
That no event of the day is too great for my King.
For I’m kept by His power
And I’m filled with His love,
Trusting solely in His work on Calvary!
He endured the cross for you and me,
And I hold that truth dear to my heart,
No greater love has ever been shown!
I’ve taken solace in that from the start.
Nelda Johnson Copyright 2020
Gifts From Above 