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April 9, 2007

Today’s Announcements

It has come to my attention that the April 6^th newsletter was not complete.  Nell Berry’s story did not transmit, so I am including them here at this time.

Jesus, The Crucified

By Nell Berry        3/22/05

Jesus prayed, “if it is possible, let this cup pass from me.”

He sweat great drops like blood, “but thy will not mine to be.”

Again He prayed and agonized, “Father if it can possibly be,”

Jesus, the Son of God cried, “let this cup pass from me.”

He heard the sound of foot steps; He knew it was His time,

going forth to meet His captors, to suffer for your sin and mine.

The mock trial His enemy staged, GUILTY this sinless Man to find,

the scourging, torture beyond human endurance, the guilt  misplaced, it’s mine.

He took up the cross for you and me, our sin, our guilt, not His to blame,

our transgressions nailed to the tree, on Calvary He bore our shame.

Up Golgotha’s Hill, His life’s blood drained,

a crown of thorns crowned our King,

We honor, glorify and magnify Him.

Mary went to the tomb, three days had passed,

the tomb was empty, “Where is He?” she asked.

Then she saw Jesus, not knowing it was He,

until He spoke and called her name, “Mary”.

She took hold of His hand, “Don’t touch me,”

He said.

“I have not yet ascended.” HE IS NOT DEAD!

The stone was rolled away, only the grave clothes remained.

Jesus Christ the Lamb of God, was for sinners slain.

But now, He is risen, nothing is the same,

Jesus the crucified, we praise His holy name.

~**~**~

The Alabaster Box

by Nell Berry            

2/22/90

Simon, the Pharisee, sat eating one night, with Jesus, his honored guest.

A woman from Bethany came, who was on a special quest.

As she entered the room where Jesus sat, she began to cry,

when she saw the Messiah, tears filled her lovely eyes.

She had an alabaster box, of oils and rare perfumes.

As she knelt before the Lord, the fragrance filled the room.

She broke the alabaster box and poured it on His head.

The precious oils and rare perfumes, through Jesus beard was spread.

As she poured the oil from the broken vessel,

like liquid love, it enfolded Him. She recognized Him as unique very special,

and love flowed from Him.

The poor could be served with the sale of this oil,

some said it was a waste.

But Jesus said of the blessings that would be hers,

they should taste.

The Messiah, for burial she prepared.

She washed His feet with her tears,

and dried them with her hair.

Not many days hence, He would hang on a tree,

suffer an agonizing death, on a hill called Calvary.

Three days, the tomb was sealed, three days, the gaurds were retained.

But what they could not have known,

Jesus could not be restrained.

In the stone, cold darkness of that awful tomb,

where the Messiah's body had lain,

the grave clothes were still there,

but Jesus, no longer remained.

He had left the tomb to finish His work, to set the captives free,

to break the bonds of sin and take back the keys.

The keys of death that could not defeat Him, on Him, hell had no claim.

The grave was just a holding place, until He rose again.

He overcame the devil and broke his bondage of sin.

Ascending to the Father, He sent His Holy Spirit to us,

to comfort and dwell within.

louis_berry@bellsouth.net

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