Featured: Jesus: I Am the Resurrection
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The Day IT Was Finished...
Death Cannot Hold Me Down
Llegada -- AdventEl Hijo
Resurrection PowerThen Jesus died on the cross is most beautiful and ugliest ever. It was our sin that send Jesus to that cross,and it his love for us that made Him stay there.The all-powerful God died for a murder.The omniscient God died for a liar.God died for you and me,wicked sinners.If Christ has not been raised, our faith is futile;we are still in our sins, but God didn't stay dead,He is not in the grave,the stone was rolled. He was risen. Jesus broken the chains of death. We are now God's children. We can speak to our Father without fear and expecting retribution. Christ has fulfilled the law ,and we are declared JUSTIFIED. Christ death was a gruesome scene, but the GRACE of God was more beautiful.We have REDEMPTION by God and only by God. Therefore I say to you my brothers and sisters"I know that my Redeemer lives"
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Resurrection Power Nel-Tu-Animoke 69 28
The end of the age- the event of darkness and despair
brought a new beginning; Those present were unaware,
Prophetic Word told of the events as played
while the people could not see the price that was paid.
The Son of the living God- the Son of Man, marked of the world
was cast out and hung upon the tree of shame,
And despite the power that was His to command
He accepted the pain and torment of slaughter as the lamb.
The moment was marked with the tearing of the veil
A massive woven wall to keep the Spirit of a Holy God from burning a sinful man-
Rent top down- freeing a Holy Spirit to roam the world of man
in that moment began the new age on Earth.
The people of the land, did quiver in fear
watching the sun flee the sky,
While the dead abandoned their graves to walk the earth
and the lands trembled as if knowing of this birth.
Despite the Prophetic Word telling of these pass
To Hope Restored
At my first cry, my life began in death--
My own: for I, as all are, lost in sin,
I moved toward my grave with every breath
And every second let the shadows in.
Thus shackled to my nature, I bemoan
My wounds and tear my binds to no avail.
If I must walk toward darkness on my own
What is this gentle light beyond the veil?
My first breath welcomed death, but this a cry
To start again, begotten in the court
So near the holy place--my hope, descry
The way of life for we who, fallen short
Must breathe, alive, the resurrected Lord
Reborn in him, renewed, to hope restored.
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