Monday, December 17, 2018

The Prince of Peace (Repost)


In Bethlehem, one holy day
slept God’s own Son on bed of hay.
The virgin-born, sin’s debt would pay;
the Christ, the Prince of Peace.

The wise men saw His eastern star
and brought rich gifts form lands afar
to where the babe and mother were;
to Christ, the Prince of Peace.

Why is our world by war so torn
and why are hearts so sad, forlorn?
It is because they treat with scorn
the Christ, the Prince of Peace.

Wise men today, on land and sea
revere His name and bend their knee
acknowledging the deity
of Christ the Prince of Peace.

Chorus:
Thou Holy One, Thou Prince of Peace,
Thou King of Kings, make wars to cease;
may men acknowledge Thee as Lord
and Christ, the Prince of Peace.

fpn/undated
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Sunday, December 16, 2018

The First and Second Coming (Repost)

Originally posted on this blog July 22, 2017

’Twas not unto the masses
that “glory shone around,”
but to the lowly shepherds
all seated on the ground.
Their longing hearts enraptured,
so many years forlorn;
their trusting faith rewarded,
Jesus Christ is born!

Word of His first appearing
by faithful prophets shared,
fulfilled, yet found the masses
completely unprepared.
Though many knew the scriptures
pertaining to His birth,
yet few believed the message:
Christ had come to earth.

The dawning of the morning
when Christ shall reappear
is surely now upon us,
yet who shall see and hear?
Oh, may His second coming,
much heralded today,
find us awake and waiting;
let us watch and pray!

fpn/1972

Published as Poem #13 in Contemporary Psalms ©1975 by Radiant Light Enterprises
This poem has been set to music (Rutherford, by Chr├ęten Urhan; arr. by Edward F. Rimbault).
For a copy of the printed music, contact Joyce.



Picture: Govert Flinck [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons


Saturday, December 15, 2018

Rejoice! (repost)


“And the angel said unto them, ‘Fear not, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day, in the city of David, a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.” Luke 2:10,11

Fear not! – (don’t worry!)
I bring you good tidings of great joy!
Fear not! – (don’t worry!)
A Savior is born—not just an ordinary boy!
This is the birth of the unique God-man.
He is at the heart of God’s redemption plan!
He affords hope now, as much as He did then.
Fear not! – (don’t worry!)

And when these things (end time calamaties) begin to come to pass, then look up, and lift up your heads; for your redemption draweth night.” Luke 21:28

Look up! – and rejoice!
Your redemption is now drawing near;
Look up! – and rejoice!
Very shortly, this world will see and hear.
The trumpet will sound in that hour;
Christ will return in great glory and power;
A new world will start to blossom as a flower!
Look up! – and rejoice!

fpn/91



Art: The Shepherds and the Angel, Carl Bloch [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Friday, December 14, 2018

Celebrate Christmas? (Repost)


Though Christmas is abused,
I do not advocate
that we, by some accused,
do wrong to celebrate.

What is it all about—
green trees—gifts stacked or piled?
It’s not a time to pout—
glad birthday of a Child!

The underlying cause
is there—and we can choose
to worship as we pause,
and serve God as we muse.

There’s nothing, far and wide,
which God ordained for man,
that Satan hasn’t tried
to desecrate or ban.

The traffic jams will show
it’s more than just a fad;
more folks are on the go—
the good, and yes, the bad!

No other time of year
marks such a spending spree,
and wishes of good cheer,
of sharing and of glee.

Yet loneliness abounds,
for some will feel left out.
And, with or without grounds,
of friends will stand in doubt.

And some will whoop it up;
at wild parties play;
with drinks out of the cup,
try floating cares away.

The aftermath, of course,
for decent folks or vile,
will force some, sick and hoarse,
to recuperate a while.

A time for song and verse,
God’s love for everyone;
Christ came to break sin’s curse;
let’s honor Him—God’s Son!

All those who know the Lord,
from sin now find release;
for them, God’s gifts outpoured,
bring life and hope and peace.

fpn/undated

Thursday, December 13, 2018

The Wise Men (repost)



Who were these wise men who came from the East
at the sign of a star in the sky?
Long was their journey, but how was it made?
And just why, at a cost surely high?

Were there but three who came all the way
through a desert so wide and so wild?
Kings could they be, or great prophets per chance,
or scholars in search of a child?

Why did not others who lived nearer by
see the star? If they did, then just why
did no one seem aware of a happening so rare
in the probable months that went by?

Silent on questions like these is God’s Word;
but the God of high counsel and thought
called and persuaded and led them that way,
that a wonder (one more) should be wrought!

Opening treasures, they knelt at His feet
and worshipped God’s favor to win;
low my heart bows, but rejoices again,
when I think that they brought him their sin!

Back to their land—was there nothing they took?
Ah yes, pardon from sin their reward!
Hearts that were light, hope glorious and bright,
what a gift they received from the Lord!

Where are the wise men who follow today,
while the light of his grace clearly shines?
Come to the Savior and leave Him your sin;
oh, be loosed from satanic confines!

Naught can we bring, be the gift e’er so rare,
till we own Him as Savior and Lord;
as a star in the night, His truth shines today;
be wise, and believe in His Word!

fpn/undated



Art: Henry Siddons Mowbray [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons


Wednesday, December 12, 2018

He Came for All (Repost)


Some seem convinced that Christ is just
for women and the kids
and so they don’t expose themselves
to the good that Jesus bids.

“Peace on earth—good will to men,”
that takes in everyone;
but now as then some miss the joy
of knowing Christ the Son.

The merriment at Christmas is
so hollow at the core.
For some it spells much tragedy—
to rich as well as poor.

Could they but know the peace of mind
and comfort to the soul
available to those who trust,
and let Him have control.

Oh, “taste and see—the Lord is good;”
just face reality!
He offers resurrection life,
from chains of sin be free.

So many then received Him not
and nothing much has changed,
but those who do—oh, what a thrill!
Their lives are rearranged.

A babe, two thousand years ago;
today, the King of Kings.
In His domain, there’s peace and joy
not found in earthly things.

fpn/December 1984

(Alternate Title: The Supreme Good)

Monday, December 10, 2018

Overcome at Christmas (Repost)



Loaded with packages on a cold afternoon,
fingering money gone all too soon!
Fighting the traffic, finally get home
simply exhausted, “plumb overcome!”

Hurrying the supper, stacking so high
dishes, which later we’ll wash—maybe dry.
Prodding the children, force them to bed,
packaging gifts, numb hands, weary head!

Finally to bed at a quarter past twelve;
can’t do the dishes, they’ll wait on the shelf.
Oh, what excitement, just why do we give?
“Christmas,” they’re saying. I’ll know, if I live!

Weary and nervous, unable to sleep.
Trying to drop off and counting the sheep.
Suddenly shepherds appear in my mind:
angels, a stable, a mother so kind.

A Son has been given, a babe has been born.
Jesus, they named Him; to save the forlorn.
God’s gift so precious, for souls in sin’s night;
Birthday? Yes, His—why, of course, that is right!

Was all of it needful, to rush around so?
I ponder the question; my answer is, “No!”
Forget about Christmas, if, as many do,
the One to be honored, I leave Him out too!

Lord, give me wisdom to put first things first;
oh, Gift of true substance; oh, Quencher of thirst!
Oh, Love so transcending, my heart be Thy home;
I drop off to slumber, in peace, “overcome!”

fpn/undated



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