Redeemed By The Redeemer

Be redeemed by the Redeemer, Be set free by God's Lamb, Be set free from the Schemer And every stench-filled scam... Let Jesus in to cleanse the soul From every trace of sin, So that the Lord stays in control And more lost souls can win... The Great Commission is Christ's call To Christians everywhere, Not just to some, but one and all, Salvation's gift to share... Who will you bring to God above? Will you meet God alone? What joy to meet the King of Love, To kneel, not on your own... Apostles come, apostles go, Build Churches for a time, They teach God's people all they know With truths that are sublime... And miracles are showered still Within God's latter rain, With blessings that are meant to thrill, With so much yet to gain... Yet blessings come and blessings fade, Like snowflakes in the sun... As if their time on Earth has played With every story done... But Earth is not the only place That Christians are to live, God's Heaven waits so full of grace, With mercy to forgive... Redeemed by Christ, the saints rejoice, Sings praises to His Name And with the little girls and boys God's Gospel can proclaim... With even more, like prophecy God whispers on the breeze, A fitting word for you and me To strengthen or bring peace... Redeemed is so much more because The cost was death to Christ, Once nailed upon that cruel cross, Left bleeding, sacrificed... For you and me the Saviour bled, His face a battlefield... Yet He stayed there till He was dead, He still refused to yield... No angels called to rescue Him, No disappearance act, Just pain and shame that felt so grim, So face that gruesome fact... Some say that Hell is fantasy, A lie and nothing more, But when I look at Calvary. Truth shakes me to the core... To think, God did not spare His child, The stakes were high, indeed, Yet our Redeemer reconciled Lost sinners still in need... For you and me who dwell on Earth, What grace if we receive, If not, to never know Christ's worth, Eternity to grieve... Who knows if God is speaking now Through poems borne of love? Who knows what God will still allow From yonder throne above? But this I know, I am redeemed And must be highly prized, Yes, even more than I have dreamed, For I was saved by Christ... Denis Martindale, copyright, June 2013.