Listen To My Voice (Poem)

 Listen To My Voice

Trust in Me, I'm calling you.

Hear My voice speak inside of you.

My love is so great - if you only knew.

My grace is so real - I died for you.

(John 3:16)

I have a mansion that is being made.

It is prepared for you, the foundation is laid.

It was purchased already, the price was paid;

Furnished with love and glory that will not fade.

(John 14:1-6)

There is only one thing, that I ask of you:

That you give Me your heart, and your future too.

I have great plans, if you only knew.

A life of hope; still, I'm calling you.

(Jeremiah 31:3 and 29:11-13)

Behold, I stand at the door, with joy and peace forevermore,

But there is something, that keeps Me from you:

I Am holy, as Isaiah knew,

Your sinfulness separates Me from you,

A distance so far between us two.

(Isaiah 6:1-8; 59:2; 64:6; Romans 3:9-26; Revelation 3:20)

All I desire is that you open your heart,

And give Me your life - each and every part.

Believe fully in My sacred Word;

Accept Me and I will be your Lord.

I Am the sacrifice, the atonement for sin,

I paid the price, I died and rose again.

I offer you life everlasting -

But there is one final thing.

(Isaiah 53; 1 John 5:10-13)

You must believe in Me, and trust in My love;

Believe that I care, and that I reign from above;

Turn from your ways, and turn towards Me;

I Am God alone, there is none beside Me.

I Am the only one that can ever save.

I Am the first to resurrect from the grave.

I Am Jesus Christ and I give you this choice:

Today in your heart, listen to My voice.

(Acts 4:12; Isaiah 43:10-11; 2 Corinthians 6:2; Hebrews 4:7)

Believe in Me and I will heal your soul;

Turn to Me and I will make you whole;

Accept My grace - It is a gift of hope -

A new life within, a reason to cope;

I will renew you, restore you, if in Me you confide.

My love is unending, so deep and so wide.

The life I offer is not without cost,

But it is the only way.

I look forward to your answer.

Will it be: "I accept your love today?"

(Matthew 11:28-30; Ephesians 3:14-21; Romans 10:9-17; 1 Corinthians 2:9; Isaiah 40:29-31 and 41:10; 2 Corinthians 5:17; Romans 8:28-39)

May 5th, 1995

Jerry Bouey

The Place Where Jesus Lives (Poem)

The Place Where Jesus Lives

Have you been to the place where Jesus lives?

That little church by the side of the road;

Where God's children meet in fellowship sweet,

And where the Gospel of Christ is told.

Have you been to the place where Jesus lives?

That peace-filled home along the way;

Where a loving family meets in fellowship sweet,

With joy and thanksgiving, they pray.

Have you been to the place where Jesus lives?

That contrite heart that has turned from sin and shame;

Where a humble soul meets with their Lord so sweet,

And rejoices to know the Saviour's name.

October 22nd, 2000

Jerry Bouey

Ephesians 3:17  That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,

On My Knees (Song)

On My Knees

On my knees I will worship

the King of heaven and earth.

Lord of all creation,

You alone are worth

More than a million diamonds,

or pearls from the sea,

For they will pass away, my Lord,

but You will always be.

When troubles come, my God,

I know You will conquer all.

You will heal my heart and rescue me

every time I fall.

In the darkest night of despair,

my Jesus, You'll pull me through.

There is no other Saviour, Lord,

there is only You.

When my heart is tempted away, Lord,

I know You will pull me back.

When riches start to sway me,

remind me there's no lack

Of Your glorious blessings.

I have no use for greed.

You are love eternal;

that is all I really need.

When the world grabs at my attention

don't let me be lured away.

All the money I can dream of

is not worth one single day

Of being without You,

my Lord, my God, my King.

You alone are worth forever,

You're worth everything!

May 18th, 1994

Jerry Bouey

If so be ye have tasted that the Lord is gracious. To whom coming, as unto a living stone, disallowed indeed of men, but chosen of God, and precious... Wherefore also it is contained in the scripture, Behold, I lay in Sion a chief corner stone, elect, precious: and he that believeth on him shall not be confounded. Unto you therefore which believe he is precious... 1 Peter 2:3-4, 7

Take My Life (Poem)

Take My Life

Take my life, Lord, take every part,

Look deep within and reveal my heart.

Show me the areas 

where I need to change.

Take my life - it's yours to rearrange.

Take my life, Lord, take it all.

Please pick me up each time I fall.

Grant me to know

what you love and hate.

Help me to enter through the narrow gate.

Wash my sins, Lord, wash them away.

Cleanse my heart, help me to obey.

Teach me self-control

and make me pure.

Grant me your strength, help me to endure.

July 12th, 1995

Jerry Bouey

True worship is humbling yourself before Jesus Christ for salvation, and committing yourself to following Him and obeying Him according to His Word. All else is just being religious, which doesn't please God and won't get you into Heaven. There's a reason Jesus Christ is called both Lord and Saviour. When both titles are put together in Scripture, it is always Lord and Saviour, never the other way around. You can only truly receive Christ as Saviour when you accept His Lordship in your life, then as His disciple you follow Him by seeking guidance from His Word.

But as many as received him (Jesus), 

to them gave he power to become the sons of God, 

even to them that believe on his name: 

John 1:12.

For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.

Romans 10:13.

Two Lives United (Song)

 Two Lives United

(To Phillip and Nicole Donnelly, who were married on the sixth of May, 1995.)

Two lives united, one heart beating in time

One fire ignited, two voices making one rhyme

A new song is started, the rhythm is beginning to flow

A love enduring, it's more real than you can know.

The melody is changing, a different chorus starting today

New notes are added, transforming you day by day

A fire is burning, setting two hearts ablaze

Two lives united, serving our Lord with praise.

Christ is in your hearts, He is there for you

When times get tough, our Lord will pull you through

Committed together, one love shining through

A band of three cords, between our God and you.

We long to se what our Lord will do

In two lives united, devoted and so true

We long to hear the poetry

Written in your hearts, and now it's plain to see.

One flame burning, growing stronger

One love yearning, soaring yonder

The rhythm is there and love is starting to grow

It's overflowing - now the whole world will know.

That your two lives are united

One heart is beating in time

One fire is ignited

Two voices are making one rhyme.

Two lives united, one heart beating in time

One fire ignited, two voices making one rhyme.

(Repeat... and fade.)

May 6th, 1995

Jerry (Gerald) Bouey

What therefore God hath joined together,

let not man put asunder.

Matthew 19:6

...a threefold cord is not quickly broken.

Ecclesiastes 4:12b

Through Darkened Skies (Poem)

Through Darkened Skies

When once bright prospects now seem so dim,

And thoughts of the future appear so grim -

You feel your steps start to falter and fail;

Your life now seems so much more uncertain,

You can’t see what lies beyond the curtain -

Anchor your faith steadfast within the veil.

With storm clouds racing across the sky

Sudden waves of doubt and fear draw nigh - 

So soon your day has turned to darkest night;

Testing will come, but don’t light your own way,

Hold tightly to God’s Word, trust and obey -

Choose this day to walk by faith, and not by sight.

With the very own Author of our faith,

As our example to run in this race -

We have a hope that lights up our darkened skies:

Looking to Jesus, our faithful Guide,

Trusting our Saviour to lead and provide -

We can run the race with patience, and win the prize.

Through darkened skies to Jesus.

April 7th, 2021

Jerry Bouey

(With help from Angela Trenholm)

“Remember that to trust God in the light is nothing — but to trust Him in the dark — that is faith!” Charles Spurgeon.

Matthew 6:34 Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

Hebrews 6:18-20 That by two immutable things, in which it was impossible for God to lie, we might have a strong consolation, who have fled for refuge to lay hold upon the hope set before us: Which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and stedfast, and which entereth into that within the veil; Whither the forerunner is for us entered, even Jesus, made an high priest for ever after the order of Melchisedec.

Isaiah 50:10 Who is among you that feareth the LORD, that obeyeth the voice of his servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light? let him trust in the name of the LORD, and stay upon his God.

Hebrews 12:1-2 Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.

2 Timothy 4:6-8 For I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand. I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith: Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing.

1 Corinthians 9:24-25 Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain. And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible.

Philippians 3:13-14 Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.

Two Roads Or Three? (Poem)

 Two Roads Or Three?

There are two roads you can travel on,
Maybe three at the most -
One is broad and one is narrow;
One seems a little bit of both;
One is boundless and so easy;
One is hard and rough sometimes;
The third road takes some effort -
There are so many hills left to climb.

The first road is the world;
It’s the simplest one to choose.
It doesn’t take much effort -
You don’t need any special clues.
Be self-willed, keep on walking,
Make your own path day by day,
Don’t ever look to Jesus.
From His Word just keep away.

The second road is tougher -
Not to start on, but to stay.
It takes God’s amazing grace,
And saving faith to light the way.
It takes believing wholly in Jesus,
Trusting the Saviour, tried and true.
God’s love and sinless sacrifice
Already paved the way for you.

The third road is the most difficult:
There’s no redeeming light of day -
You must trust your own religion
And try to make it your own way.
You give a token belief in God’s Word,
Add your traditions and each good deed...
There’s destruction straight ahead -
The warning signs you just won’t heed.

The first road is the broad way -
The way to Hell is its intent.
The narrow way is through God’s Son:
The Gospel is Heaven-sent.
The third road is for “righteous” Pharisees,
But the bones and filthy rags are so immense.
You can only receive or reject Jesus Christ,
Because the Devil owns the fence!

November 19th, 1998
Jerry Bouey

Matthew 7:13-14 Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.

Matthew 23:25-28 Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye make clean the outside of the cup and of the platter, but within they are full of extortion and excess. Thou blind Pharisee, cleanse first that which is within the cup and platter, that the outside of them may be clean also. Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones, and of all uncleanness. Even so ye also outwardly appear righteous unto men, but within ye are full of hypocrisy and iniquity.

Isaiah 64:6 But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.

If you are interested, please visit the link below to hear this poem presented in church:
(The audio recording is at the top of the page)

Two Roads Or Three?

Running To Jesus (Poem)

Running To Jesus

Running to Jesus, but then stopping short;

Oh listen to this message, this solemn report:

Don't stop when you see Him - go on, go on -

Accept the salvation found in God's Son.

Running to Jesus, but then holding back -

There is only one thing you so sorely lack:

Turn away from all sin that stands in your way;

Come running to Jesus, come running today.

Running to Jesus - oh but time is fleeting;

You also are running to that final meeting.

There's an appointment with death that awaits you ahead;

Find refuge in Jesus and the blood that He shed.

Running to Jesus, but that is not all:

Receive Him, believe Him, and answer His call;

Oh sinner, don't let it be said on that great Judgement Day,

That you weren't running to Jesus - you were running away...

May 16th, 2001

Jerry Bouey

And when he was gone forth into the way, there came one running, and kneeled to him, and asked him, Good Master, what shall I do that I may inherit eternal life?

And Jesus said unto him, Why callest thou me good? there is none good but one, that is, God. Thou knowest the commandments, Do not commit adultery, Do not kill, Do not steal, Do not bear false witness, Defraud not, Honour thy father and mother.

And he answered and said unto him, Master, all these have I observed from my youth.

Then Jesus beholding him loved him, and said unto him, One thing thou lackest: go thy way, sell whatsoever thou hast, and give to the poor, and thou shalt have treasure in heaven: and come, take up the cross, and follow me.

And he was sad at that saying, and went away grieved: for he had great possessions.

(Mark 10:17-22)

I Am Debtor - Poem by Robert Murray M'Cheyne

I Am Debtor

When this passing world is done,

When has sunk yon glaring sun,

When we stand with Christ in glory,

Looking o'er life's finished story,

Then, Lord, shall I fully know -

Not till then - how much I owe.

When I hear the wicked call

On the rocks and hills to fall,

When I see them start and shrink

On the fiery deluge brink, -

Then, Lord, shall I fully know -

Not till then - how much I owe.

When I stand before the throne,

Dressed in beauty not my own,

When I see thee as thou art,

Love thee with unsinning heart,

Then, Lord, shall I fully know -

Not till then - how much I owe.

When the praise of heav'n I hear,

Loud as thunder to the ear,

Loud as many water's noise,

Sweet as harp's melodious voice,

Then, Lord, shall I fully know -

Not till then - how much I owe.

Even on earth, as through a glass

Darkly, let Thy glory pass,

Make forgiveness feel so sweet,

Make Thy Spirit's help so meet,

Even on earth, Lord, make me know

Something of how much I owe.

Chosen not for good in me,

Wakened up from wrath to flee,

Hidden in the Saviour's side,

By the Spirit sanctified,

Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,

By my love, how much I owe.

Oft I walk beneath the cloud,

Dark, as midnight's gloomy shroud;

But, when fear is at the height,

Jesus comes, and all is light;

Blessed Jesus! bid me show

Doubting saints how much I owe.

When in flowery paths I tread,

Oft by sin I'm captive led;

Oft I fall - but still arise -

The Spirit comes - the tempter flies;

Blessed Spirit! bid me show

Weary sinners all I owe.

Oft the nights of sorrow reign -

Weeping, sickness, sighing, pain;

But a night Thine anger burns -

Morning comes and joy returns;

God of comforts! bid me show

To Thy poor, how much I owe.

May 1837.

Robert Murray M’Cheyne

Philippians 3:7-14  But what things were gain to me, those I counted loss for Christ. Yea doubtless, and I count all things but loss for the excellency of the knowledge of Christ Jesus my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and do count them but dung, that I may win Christ, And be found in him, not having mine own righteousness, which is of the law, but that which is through the faith of Christ, the righteousness which is of God by faith: That I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable unto his death; If by any means I might attain unto the resurrection of the dead. Not as though I had already attained, either were already perfect: but I follow after, if that I may apprehend that for which also I am apprehended of Christ Jesus. Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.

Death Meets His Match (Poem)

Death Meets His Match

Father Time met pale King Death
Sittin' by a tomb.
"Hello, old friend, I guess you're here
To seal somebody's doom."

"You might say that," sly Death replied.
A smile slid up his face.
"Inside reposes that Jesus man
Who said He'd save the race."

"And you, Time, why you stoppin' here?
Don't you have things to do?"
"I come each day to draw the veil
And let the mornin' through."

"Say, why you watchin' jus' one grave,
With all your vast domain?
Looks like you'd be out ramblin' round
And smitin' folks with pain."

"Well, this one's somethin' special.
He challenged me, they say.
Said He'd rest here just three days
Then stir and walk away."

"Now I'm the conqueror you know,
They don't talk up to me.
When I steps in to cut 'em down
It's for eternity."

"I sure can testify to that,"
Responded Father Time.
"I ain't seen one shake off the dust
Since you been in your prime."

"Well, I got other things to do,
I must be on my way.
I'll see you when I come back by
To make another day."

So whiskered Time went up the hill
To bid the sun to rise.
He left Death standin' by the tomb
Lookin' strong an' wise.

Next day, Time ambled by again,
"And how are things?" he queried.
"Kinda quiet," Death replied.
"I'm startin' to be wearied."

"I won't be here when you come by
About this time tomorrow.
I'm anxious to be on my way,
An' spread some grief and sorrow."

Now Father Time was quite surprised
When he came back to see
Death a quiverin' on the ground
In frightful agony!

His eyes were set, his throat was marked,
His clothes in disarray.
It wasn't difficult to see
That Death had had his day.

"What happened Death?" asked Father Time,
"What makes you look so bad?"
"I've never see you shake this way
Or seem so scared and sad."

Death pulled himself up on a rock
A-lookin' sick an' humble.
Hung his head an' wrung his hands
And Time could hear him mumble.

"Was sittin' here before the dawn
About to take my stroll,
When all at once this whole wide world
Began to reel and roll."

"That rollin' stone jumped off the door
An' skipped on down the hill.
Then everything grew dark and quiet,
Seemed like the earth stood still."

"I saw Him standin' in the door,
He didn't move or speak,
Just looked at me an' all at once,
I felt so tired and weak."

"He came and got a hold on me,
And threw me to the ground,
Put His foot here on my neck
Then took my keys an' crown."

"Two angels came to talk with Him,
They glistened like the sun.
He said, 'The plans all finished now,
Redemption's work is done'."

As they passed the garden gate
I heard him say, just then,
"He's settin' free my captives
And givin' gifts to men."

Time and Death met once again
Off yonder by the gate.
"It's good to see you," said Old Time.
"I've wondered 'bout your fate."

"I'm just a lowly servant now,
There's little time to roam,
I just push open this old gate
And help the saints get home!"

~Elwood McQuaid~

To hear the presentation of this poem in church, please visit this page:
Death Meets His Match

But We See Jesus by Annie Johnson Flint (Poem)

But We See Jesus

"I don't look back, God knows the fruitless efforts,
The wasted hours, the sinning, the regrets,
I leave them all with Him who blots the record,
And mercifully forgives, and then forgets.

I don't look forward, God sees all the future,
The road that, short or long, will lead me home,
And He will face with me its every trial,
And bear for me the burdens that may come.

But I look up - into the face of Jesus,
For there my heart can rest, my fears are stilled,
And there is joy, and love, and light for darkness,
And perfect peace, and every hope fulfilled."

~Annie Johnson Flint~