In light of Easter Sunday we are taking a week off from our study of the attributes of God. Next week we will begin looking at the specific attributes starting with God's holiness. I hope you are making plans to join us, together with Byron Baptist, to worship the risen Lord Jesus Christ this Sunday! Worship starts at 10am. We will be in the Byron Baptist Church auditorium instead of the gym. Join us as we hear Scripture read, sing God's praises, pray, and hear a Word from the Lord.
At Thanksgiving I introduced you to a book called The Valley of Vision; a collection of prayers and devotions from the 16th and 17th centuries. This being Holy Week and today being Good Friday, I wanted to share a prayer from this book that is called The Precious Blood. It is my prayer, indeed a prayer of The Village Church that you will know the saving, cleansing power of the blood of Jesus Christ. That through faith in Him you will encounter the saving grace of Almighty God and be saved. If you have any questions about salvation, please feel free to contact me or the church!
Lord willing, I'll see you Sunday!
Grace & Peace,
John
(You can reach Pastor John at jwhite@thevillagemi.com)
BLESSED LORD JESUS,
Before thy cross I kneel and see
the heinousness of my sin,
my iniquity that caused thee to be 'made a curse',
the evil that excited the severity of divine wrath.
Show me the enormity of my guilt by the crown of thorns,
the pierced hands and feet,
the bruised body, the dying cries.
Thy blood is the blood of incarnate God,
its worth infinite, its value beyond all thought.
Infinite must be the evil and guilt that demands such a price.
Sin is my malady, my monster, my foe, my viper,
born in my birth,
alive in my life,
strong in my character,
dominating my faculties,
following me as a shadow,
intermingling with my every thought,
my chain that holds me captive in the empire of my soul.
Sinner that I am, why should the sun give me light,
the air supply breath,
the earth bear my tread,
its fruits nourish me,
its creatures subserve my ends?
Yet thy compassions yearn over me,
thy heart hastens to my rescue,
thy love endured my curse,
thy mercy bore my deserved stripes.
Let me walk humbly in the lowest depths of humiliation,
bathed in thy blood,
tender conscience,
triumphing gloriously as an heir of salvation.
-The Precious Blood, The Valley of Vision