Good Friday....

by AK - Jeff 18 Replies latest jw friends

  • AK - Jeff
  • Sad emo
    Sad emo

    In christ alone my hope is found
    He is my light, my strength, my song
    This cornerstone, this solid ground
    Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
    What heights of love, what depths of peace
    When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
    My comforter, my all in all
    Here in the love of christ I stand

    In christ alone, who took on flesh
    Fullness of god in helpless babe
    This gift of love and righteousness
    Scorned by the ones he came to save
    'Til on that cross as jesus died
    The wrath of god was satisfied
    For every sin on him was laid
    Here in the death of christ I live

    There in the ground his body lay
    Light of the world by darkness slain
    Then bursting forth in glorious day
    Up from the grave he rose again
    And as he stands in victory
    Sin's curse has lost its grip on me
    For I am his and he is mine
    Bought with the precious blood of christ

    No guilt in life, no fear in death
    This is the power of christ in me
    From life's first cry to final breath
    Jesus commands my destiny
    No power of hell, no scheme of man
    Can ever pluck me from his hand
    'Til he returns or calls me home
    Here in the power of christ i'll stand

  • AuntieJane
    AuntieJane

    Words by Max Lucado:

    The diadem of pain
    which sliced your gentle face,
    three spikes piercing flesh and wood
    to hold you in your place.

    The need for blood I understand.
    Your sacrifice I embrace.
    But the bitter sponge, the cutting spear,
    the spit upon your face?
    Did it have to be a cross?
    Did not a kinder death exist
    than six hours hanging between life and death,
    all spurred by a betrayer’s kiss?

    “Oh, Father,” you pose,
    heart-stilled at what could be,
    “I’m sorry to ask, but I long to know,
    did you do this for me?”

    Dare we pray such a prayer? Dare we think such thoughts? Could it be that the hill of the cross is rich with God’s gifts? Let’s examine them, shall we? Let’s unwrap these gifts of grace as if—or perhaps, indeed—for the first time. And as you touch them—as you feel the timber of the cross and trace the braid of the crown and finger the point of the spike—pause and listen. Perchance you will hear him whisper:

    “I did it just for you.”

  • XJW4EVR
    XJW4EVR

    Above All - Hillsongs Australia

    Above all powers, above all kings
    Above all nature and all created things
    Above all wisdom and all the ways of man
    You were here before the world began

    Above all kingdoms, above all thrones
    Above all wonders the world has ever known
    Above all wealth and treasures of the earth
    There's no way to measure what you're worth

    Crucified
    Laid behind a stone
    You lived to die
    Rejected and alone
    Like a rose
    Trampled on the ground
    You took the fall
    And thought of me
    Above all

  • Honesty
  • RichieRich
    RichieRich

    Marilyn Manson's "Personal Jesus"

    Reach out and touch faith

    Your own personal Jesus
    Someone to hear your prayers
    Someone who cares
    Your own personal Jesus
    Someone to hear your prayers
    Someone who's there

    Feeling unknown
    And you're all alone
    Flesh and bone
    By telephone
    Lift up the receiver
    I'll make you a believer
    Take second best
    Put me to the test
    Things on your chest
    that we need to confess
    I will deliver
    You know I'm a forgiver

    Reach out and touch faith -(x2)-

    Your own personal Jesus
    Someone to hear your prayers
    Someone who cares
    Your own personal Jesus
    Someone to hear your prayers
    Someone who's there

    -Reach out and touch faith-

    Feeling unknown
    And you're all alone
    Flesh and bone
    By telephone
    Lift up the receiver
    I'll make you a believer
    I will deliver
    You know I'm a forgiver

    Reach out and touch faith
    Your own personal Jesus
    Reach out and touch faith x5

  • gcc2k
    gcc2k

    That would be Depeche Mode's Personal Jesus.
    Others have covered it, including Johnny Cash.

  • avidbiblereader
    avidbiblereader

    When I was 11 on Good Friday, I was playing with a candle on a wooden end table, I fell asleep, woke up 3 hours later with my bed, floor, ceiling on fire. I had 30 smoke bombs go off in a bag, the fireman said I should have died at least 1 hour earlier then when I woke up.

    I hate burning candles to this day, love the look and smell but a bit paranoid when it comes to bed time.

    abr

  • RichieRich
    RichieRich
    That would be Depeche Mode's Personal Jesus.
    Others have covered it, including Johnny Cash.

    Duly noted.

  • The wanderer
    The wanderer

    Dear Jeff:

    If the saying that a picture is worth a
    1,000 words, you said 2,000.

    Thank you for the reminder.

    Your friend,

    Richard

    (The Wanderer)

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