Monday, April 21, 2025

A Long Joy-Song or Before The World Began

John 17:1-5
“Father, the hour has come. 
Glorify your Son, that your Son may glorify you. 
2 For you granted him authority over all people 
that he might give eternal life to all those you have given him. 
3 Now this is eternal life: that they know you, 
the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent. 
4 I have brought you glory on earth by finishing the work you gave me to do. 
5 And now, Father, glorify me in your presence with the glory 
I had with you before the world began...

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Someday we will enter eternity,
where there will be no time constraints on our joy song!
where poetry won't be criticized for being 'too wordy' or long,
and where no words will be needed
to worship our Saviour!
Hallelujah!



ready? Set...Go!!







The past weekend had many 'glad' moments
but all pale in comparison to the reason for the Easter-season!

This was the Easter sunrise!



(I would have loved to do this post on Easter morning but
dinner-prep and early church service kept me hopping!)

He makes me glad; no eloquence of loving speech can tell
Salvation’s joy, blood-bought; enough to cheer my soul full-well
Wonder confounds thought’s finite scope; awe utters ‘what is man
That Triune God would anchor Hope before the world began?’

He makes me glad; praise He from whom redemption’s wellsprings roar
Though I have played the harlot and Judas, He loved me so

He makes me glad; I shall not want because at Calvary
He bore the cross, its gore and taunt and sword, to set me free
Obedient to death, to prove the power of His Name
He rose again; He overthrew death and hell’s hopeless claim

He makes me glad; joy bids me sing in awed humility
Who saw beyond the agony of his Son, sacrificed

And only Jesus could fulfill salvation’s grim demand

Jesus! Sin’s outpoured offering God’s gift of grace affords
He makes me glad; though oft we grieve this world’s darkness-filled boast

Nor entered into human hearts the things God has prepared

He makes me glad; though all else fails God is not overthrown
And though many are sick and weak, by His goodness unstirred

He makes me glad; though oft I rue the tempter’s cunning vice
Accomplishing mad blindness to salvation’s purchase price
Who satisfied the wrath of God through love’s divine decree

He makes me glad, though often love makes me too sad to laugh
He understands the tear-filled trove I lift on their behalf
Fearless, though unprepared to meet the Saviour of their soul

He makes me glad; goodness and mercy follow me always
His comfort strengthens tenderly and fills my heart with praise
For He has made me glad; my prayer, my joy cries ‘what is man
Oh God, You knew the cross was there before the world began’


© Janet Martin

Eph.1:3-6
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, 
who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly realms. 
4For He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world
 to be holy and blameless in His presence. 
In love 5He predestined us for adoption as His sons through Jesus Christ,
 according to the good pleasure of His will, 
to the praise of His glorious grace,
 which He has freely given us in the Beloved One.

1 Pet.1:18-19
For you know that it was not with perishable things 
such as silver or gold that you were redeemed 
from the empty way of life handed down to you from your ancestors,
 but with the precious blood of Christ,
 a lamb without blemish or defect.






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