And what is grace? I hear you ask...
God's Riches At Christ's Expense,
Because Lord Jesus had the task
To die to save His friends...
For strangers, too, for enemies,
For those as yet unborn
And thus the captives to release,
No more to be forlorn...
Consider Christ and Calvary,
Sunday's resurrection,
Then Pentecost's first fruits to see
From Christ's new connection...
His Church on Earth, Jerusalem,
Then all across the globe,
To bring Good News, not to condemn,
Faith's mustard seed of hope...
When John of Patmos truths declared,
That God revealed to Christ,
With Revelations' chapters shared,
At last, men realised...
The Jews would leave and then return
To Israel's Holyland,
In time, the Saviour's Name to learn,
From nailprints on each hand...
Thus grace abounds where sin abounds,
While faith will rise and fall,
Through miracles and sights and sounds,
That TV screens show all...
Men may rejoice as martyrs die,
But judgment's then outpoured,
From vials of wrath that testify
That Jesus Christ is Lord...
Today's the day, salvation now,
While God's voice shares His word,
To smooth away each furrowed brow,
Before such things occurred...
Thus wisdom, now, yes, here, it is!
Love shining on Christ's face!
When standing on His promises,
We're understanding grace!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem