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When This Lion Begins To Roar (Poem)

 When This Lion Begins To Roar The Lamb is coming back again - This time it’s not like before: The world will never be the same When this Lion begins to roar. Once meek and lowly, like a Lamb, Riding gently upon a colt; Now with vengeance unrestrained, Like a charging thunderbolt. Once a sacrifice for sins: Perfect, holy, white as snow; Soon His wrath will begin Against this world - Woe, woe, woe! All creation groans in expectation, Waiting for the Messiah promised long before; As our sacrificial Lamb, Jesus opened salvation’s door. As this sin-cursed world rushes towards its destiny, And men seek Babylon more and more, The Lord will come like a charger trained for war - Get ready, world, the Lion is going to roar! May 18th, 1998 Jerry Bouey Revelation 5:1-14  And I saw in the right hand of him that sat on the throne a book written within and on the backside, sealed with seven seals. And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, Who is worthy to open the book, and to...

Behold Your Saviour (Poem)

  Behold Your Saviour Behold the Man  – the Perfect Man, The Promised Seed from days of old; The Son of Man who came from Heaven, As all My chosen prophets had foretold. Behold My Servant  – with opened ears, Delighting to do all of My will; In the Volume of the Book it is written, All of My Law would He fulfill. Behold your King  – the King of Kings, The Son of David ruling from on High; The Prince of Peace, the Lion of Judah, The Living Waters of Shiloh flowing by. Behold your God  – the one True God, Your greatest need He would provide; This is My Son in whom I’m well pleased, This is the reason for which He died: Behold the Lamb of God  – which took away the world’s sin, He was smitten of God – as the Bible has revealed; The only Mediator between God and men, Your atonement for sin – with His stripes you are healed. Behold your Saviour  – who shed His blood on the cross, The Man of Sorrows – who by wicked men was slain; He came out of the tomb, dea...

Quietness And Confidence (Hymn)

Quietness And Confidence I come to Thee, O Lord, to-night, A glad and trustful child; Thy light has made my darkness light, Thy love my heart beguiled. I came to Thee by sin oppressed, Now many years ago; And I have found that perfect rest Thou only canst bestow. My hand is placed in Thine, my Lord, Thou canst not lead me wrong; I stay my soul upon Thy word, My pilgrim-way along. Some call our life a wilderness, A desert dark and drear; To me this life is nothing less Than Heaven begun down here. They surely cannot know the grace Which from Thy presence flows, Which makes the solitary place To blossom as the rose. They cannot know the joy there is, Which I have claimed as mine; The joy - nay, more, the perfect bliss, In this great love of Thine. Oh! Thou, who to the mire and clay Hast stooped for one like me; Thou who hast washed my sins away, When nailed to Calv'ry's tree; Oh! set their feet upon the Rock Who wander from Thee still; At their dull hearts, oh, louder knock, And ...

The Touch Of The Master's Hand (Hymn)

To hear the audio of this poem read in church, please click on the title below: The Touch of the Master’s Hand 'Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer       Thought it scarcely worth his while To waste much time on the old violin,       But held it up with a smile. "What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,     "Who'll start the bidding for me?" "A dollar, a dollar. Then two! Only two?       Two dollars, and who'll make it three?" "Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;       Going for three…" But no, From the room, far back, a grey-haired man       Came forward and picked up the bow; Then wiping the dust from the old violin,       And tightening the loosened strings, He played a melody pure and sweet,       As a caroling angel sings. The music ceased, and the auctioneer,       With a voice that was quiet and low, Said: "What am I bid for the old vi...

The Pathway Of Pain - Poem by Helen Steiner Rice

The Pathway Of Pain If my days were untroubled and my heart always light, Would I seek that fair land where there is no night? If I never grew weary with the weight of my load, Would I seek for God’s peace at the end of the road? If I never knew sickness and never felt pain, Would I search for a hand to help and sustain? If I walked without sorrow and lived without loss Would my soul seek solace at the foot of the cross? If all I desired was mine day by day, Would I kneel before God and earnestly pray? If God sent no winter to freeze me with fear, Would I yearn for the warmth of spring every year? I ask myself these and the answer is plain, If my life were pleasure and I never knew pain - I’d seek God less often and need Him much less, For God is sought more often in times of distress. And no one knows God or sees Him as plain - As those who have met Him on the "Pathway of Pain." Helen Steiner Rice Ecclesiastes 7:2-5  It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to...

He Restoreth My Soul (Poem)

He   Restoreth My Soul   Gently guiding, prompting, leading this wandering sheep back into the fold; By the streams of living waters, in the pathways that are old; Resting, restoring, renewing for my spirit that once was so dry; Graceful showers of blessing falling, Refreshing from the Lord on High.   From strength to strength, my Lord is leading, preparing my heart and showing the way; From my shadows into His presence, His Word shines out as clear as day; From weak and faltering footsteps, to steadfast assurance as I pray; His Spirit is there to remind me, His strength is sufficient for today.   From faith to faith, Jesus is leading in the paths of righteousness, I see; There's a new purpose and fulfillment, learning the plans that He has for me; Peace and contentment flood my soul, from the goodness that He has in store; God's mercies and lovingkindnesses will be my song forevermore.   August 3rd, 2016 Jerry Bouey   Psalms 23:1-3   The LORD is my sh...

Torn Between Two Desires (Poem)

  Torn Between Two Desires I am waiting daily for the shout - Your Word says it, there's no doubt. I am waiting eagerly for the trumpet to blow, But deep in my heart, there's a voice I know. Saying, "Come to Me, My people. Go and tell others too. Come freely take the Water of Life - it is flowing for you. One day I am coming from Heaven to take you home; To those who are willing to listen, I bid you come." I know You are coming quickly, That day can't be too far away. I want the world to know Your love, I want others to be able to say: "Come, Lord Jesus - we long someday to see Your face, Come, Lord Jesus - of night, there will no longer be a trace, Come, Lord Jesus, oh do quickly come, Come soon, Jesus, and take us home." I am thirsty for the Living Water, And I know others are thirsting too. I want to see everyone come to You, Lord, But oh how I want to see You! Come, Lord Jesus. September 1st, 1995 Jerry Bouey Philippians 1:21-24 For to me to live is ...

O Taste And See (Poem)

  O Taste And See There is an emptiness in all our hearts; A longing only the Lord can fill. There's turmoil inside, a restlessness, Only the peace of God can still. O taste and see. The burden of sin weighs heavily - A burden that is too much to bear. You can cast them all upon Jesus Christ, He died for your sins because He cares. O taste and see. There's a new beginning - a blank page - Waiting to be written for you. Turn to the Saviour; He can cleanse each stain. He alone makes all things new. O taste and see. O taste and see that the Lord is good, He loves you so much, that's true! O taste and see that the Lord is gracious, See how much He cares for you! O taste and see. O taste and see that the Lord is good, The Shepherd is seeking and calling you. The price was paid for all who will come. Jesus Christ died on the cross to save you. O taste and see! December 2nd, 2002 Jerry Bouey O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in Him. Psalm 34:8...

My Servant, Israel (Isaiah 43) (Poem)

  My Servant, Israel   (Isaiah 43) Fear not for I have redeemed you Fear not - I have called you by name And you are Mine! When you pass through the waters Fear not - I will be with you all the time. Through rivers you will pass But they will not overflow Through the fire you will walk As the flames and embers glow But you will not even be scorched Nor shall you suffer a burn For the Lord, the Holy One is your Saviour Oh Israel, won't you learn? You are precious in My sight I have honoured and I will love you Though you blindly walk in night My glory will shine above you I, the Lord, have formed you Behold, I have called you by My name I will exchange your life for others And ransom you with the same. Fear not, My children I will gather you to Me Though you have ears and you have eyes You are deaf and cannot see I have made you to be My witnesses Oh My servant, hear My voice There are no other gods, but Me I Am your only choice. It is I who have declared I have proclaimed and ...

Meaningless? (Poem)

Meaningless? Life is meaningless As Solomon said, "All is vanity." Nothing is worth living for Except God Nothing is worth everything Except God. He is my only reason for living He is in my heart Always on my mind The possessor of my soul He is the great "I Am" His throne is established from of old. Jesus is my Lord, my Saviour My Shepherd I am a sheep of His pasture I know Him And that knowledge alone is worth eternity. The fellowship, the lovingkindness And mercy He showers upon me I could never give up He is the only Way He is ultimate Truth He is my Life. He is the only God I worship only Him I will never turn away Or give Him up for anything. Life is utterly meaningless Vanity of vanities From beginning to end Without the Alpha and Omega The First and the Last Who is, who was, and who is to come He that liveth, and was dead, and is alive forevermore The Almighty, My Saviour, My God, Jesus. August 3rd, 1994 Jerry Bouey Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, van...

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 Lor...