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Thursday, April 14, 2022

So When Death's Solemn Shadows Fall


Heb.10:26-31
The Just Live by Faith...
26For if we sin willfully after we have received the knowledge of the truth,
 there no longer remains a sacrifice for sins,
  27but a certain fearful expectation of judgment, 
and fiery indignation which will devour the adversaries.
  28Anyone who has rejected Moses’ law 
dies without mercy on the testimony of two or three witnesses. 
29Of how much worse punishment, do you suppose, will he be thought worthy 
who has trampled the Son of God underfoot, 
counted the blood of the covenant by which he was sanctified a common thing, 
and insulted the Spirit of grace? 
30For we know Him who said, “Vengeance is Mine, I will repay,” [g]says the Lord.
 And again, “The Lord will judge His people.” 
31It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.


Psalm 16:11
You will show me the path of life; 
In Your presence is fullness of joy; 
At Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.

How holy swells the wellspring where Time’s finite fathoms toll
Each breath subtly unraveling the mantle ‘round the soul
How fragile is the fleeting glove of man’s mortality
Where He who wove us with His love instilled eternity

…so when this little life is through, if we believe in Him
Death will be but the doorway to the place where pleasures brim
As all our tears are wiped away forevermore by He
Who stepped from Heaven’s throne to pay sin’s debt in agony

So when Death’s solemn shadows fall no terror fills its wave
Unless, still we refuse to call on He, mighty to save
Unless because of unbelief, pride scorned the blood grace spilled
And wakes to the eternal grief of rejection fulfilled

To all He pleads, come unto Me, sin's sentence to atone  
Salvation for humanity is found in Christ alone
Where, Holy God's mercy unfolds another day of grace 
Until faith's fulfillment beholds the glory of His face 

How holy swells the spring where Love's infinite fathoms roll 
Each breath softly unraveling the glove that veils the goal  
Pray, when Death's solemn shadows fall beneath the Reaper's knife
Tis but the the Saviour's tender call to everlasting life

© Janet Martin

Isa.53:4-5
Surely He has borne our [g]griefs
And carried our [h]sorrows;
Yet we [i]esteemed Him stricken,
[j]Smitten by God, and afflicted.
5But He was wounded[k] for our transgressions,
He was [l]bruised for our iniquities;
The chastisement for our peace was upon Him,
And by His stripes[m] we are healed.


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