Jesus Christ is presented as the greatest person in the universe, uniquely revealing, redeeming, and reconciling humanity to God. The sermon explores the claims of Christ, emphasizing that how one responds to Jesus determines one's life and eternal destiny. It highlights that Jesus' divine nature is evident in his miraculous works, his birth, life, and especially his atoning death on the cross, which offers reconciliation to God. The ultimate question posed is what each individual will do with Jesus, urging a personal acceptance of his sacrifice and reconciliation.
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If you find yourself unable to hear, just raise your voice or your hand. And I think we can make ourselves hard without this, whatever it is. It's nice to see you tonight. I want to read, if I may, I suppose the most familiar word from the Gospel of Matthew. if you have a Bible and care to turn with me, but it is not my custom to ask men and women to turn with me. I know that there are many folk who would much rather that the Scripture was read to them, but evening by evening I will be telling you from the portion of the Word of God that I will be reading, and if you wish to turn you can, if you would rather listen, you are at liberty so to do.
I am reading this evening from the twenty-seventh chapter of the Gospel of Matthew. When the morning was come, all the chief priests and elders of the people took counsel against Jesus to put him to death. And when they had bound him, they led him away and delivered him to Pontius Pilate, the governor. And Jesus stood before the governor. And the governor asked him, saying, Art thou the king of the Jews? And Jesus said unto him, Thou sayest.
And when he was accused of the chief priests and the elders, he answered nothing. Then said, Pilate, unto him, Hearest thou not how many things they witness against thee. And he answered him to never a word, insomuch that the governor marveled greatly. Nor that feast the governor was wont to release unto the people a prisoner whom they would. And they had then a notable prisoner called Barabbas. Therefore when they were gathered together, Pilate said unto them, Who will ye that I release unto you?
Barabbas. or Jesus, who is called the Christ. Verse twenty-two. Then Pilate said unto them, What shall I do then, with Jesus, which is called Christ? And they all say unto him, Let him be crucified. And the governor said, Why, what evil have he done? but they cried out the more, saying, Let him be crucified. And when Pilate saw that he could prevail nothing, but that rather a tumult was made, he took water and washed his hands, before the multitude, saying, I am innocent of the blood of this just person, see ye to it.
Then answered all the people, and said, his blood beyond us and on our children. Now may the Lord just add his blessing to the reading of his own precious work. I presume that most of you have already this evening gathered that which is on my heart. For tonight and in the coming nights, if the Lord will, I want to suggest that the most important thing for any one of us to do is to face the claims of Jesus Christ, and face them earnestly, and face them thoughtfully.
And I suggest to you that if I can get you to do that, then I am persuaded that there is not a fellow or a girl, there is not a man or a woman who will have to acknowledge that Jesus Christ is the most unique person they have ever thought of. There is not a fellow or a girl or a man or a woman, if I can get you to think with me of him, but will acknowledge that his claims are the most tremendous. that there's no end to them. And I would dare we come to the close of the gatherings that every fellow and girl and man and woman here would also acknowledge that that Christ has a claim on their life.
And in responding to that claim, they will find life to use the words of my friend Lindsay Glenn, life with a capital L. And if you will please, you with a capital Wob. Shall I text tonight so simple and yet so profound? Sir, madam, do you know what? What shall I do then with Jesus? Who he called the God? No, no, I'm not a big concern with what you're going to do with me.
It doesn't bother me in the slightest. Long ago I passed worrying what men think of me or even think of my preaching. But I am most concerned tonight as to what you think of Jesus Christ. For if you are wrong in your attitude to him, then life and eternity will be lived. You will woo your thoughts concerning the Savior. Now I would suggest to you that there are two great truths in the text that we have quoted.
We have talked before, first of all, the greatest person in the universe. It's not that true. What shall I do then with Jesus? Or you say for just a moment, Mr. Preacher, it's all very well for you to talk like that. You tell me that Jesus is the greatest person in the universe, while there have been many great men. Won't confusion? Why, the followers of Buddha would claim for him that he was the greatest person that ever lived. If you go away from the lands that bow before His Lamb, then they will tell you of the homage who can claim almost as many followers of Jesus.
The greatest person in the universe. Yes, the greatest person in the universe. And sir, you will soon find out that I don't stand in front of a congregation like this and make statements without thinking about them. I spend too much of the months of a year before a crowd of undergraduates from the University of Cambridge to dare stand in front of anyone and make a statement unless I think it through. Because I have too many people who come to me afterwards and say, for just a moment, and if I say that Jesus Christ is the greatest person in the universe, I don't ask you to accept that.
that I want you to understand that I believe it, and I believe I can prove it as well. And then I would suggest to you that the second great truth in our text is not only that it brings before us the greatest person in the universe, but it brings before us the greatest problem in the universe. What shall I do then with Jesus, who is called the Christ? So what I do with Christ affects every moment of my life. What I do with Christ affects my attitude in a service like this, my behavior in front of others.
What I do with Jesus Christ affects my work at school and in college. So suddenly I begin to realize that life has a purpose in it, or I dare believe that life has no purpose in it. What I do with Jesus Christ will affect indeed my relationship with my husband or my wife, with my children and my friends. What I do with Jesus Christ will affect my eternal destiny. And I think that's important in any man's record. So shall I say again, here is the greatest person in the universe.
What shall I do then with Jesus? Here is the greatest problem in the universe. What shall I do with Jesus? Firstly then, now you young folk on the side, please. If you don't want to listen, please leave. I can travel the thousands of miles on this. Come to a service and look into the face of a crowd of giggling children. Thank you. I speak of the Lord Jesus from the Calvary. I would expect, as I always get in an American audience, respect for the things I believe.
It would be nice when you young folks get some birth. Pardon me for that. I don't love starting the service. You sure understand telling young folks off. I said that first we have the greatest passion. Then of course we have the greatest problem. First the greatest person, Jesus Christ. Now I would suggest to you there are three reasons that I believe that Jesus Christ is the greatest person in the universe. I believe he is the greatest person in the universe, first of all because he is the only one who has ever revealed God.
May I repeat, he is the only one who has ever revealed God. My older friend, Tommy, is it not true that many a time you have sat in your chair, if you were in my country I would say by the fireside, but here by the central heating anywhere. You sat down and you said to yourself, Oh, is there a God? I hear so many people speak of an eternal being. I hear so many statements for and against. Is there a God? And that is it possible for me to know that God.
Well, I'm going to dare say that Jesus is the greatest person in the universe because he is the only one that has ever revealed God. If you want to know God, then you can come to know him. The master himself looked into the face of one of his disciples and said, He that has seen me has seen the Father. The second thing I want to say, that Jesus Christ is the only one that has ever lived, who not only reveals God, but the only one who ever lived, who has redeemed for God.
Oh, is it not? Is it not a fact that every one of us in this service, where we examine our own hearts and our own lives, we know that we have not even reached the standard we set for ourselves? Let alone the standard God has set for us. And yet there is one, blessed be God, who has come from heaven to reveal God. Blessed be his name, he came from heaven to redeem for God. Oh, my sin on the bliss of this glorious force, my sin on impart but the whole, is nailed to the cross, and I'll bear it no more.
It is well, it is well, my soul. but he not only redeems for God, has he revealed God, but all of a sudden, he is the only person, and I challenge any man or woman in this service to tell me anyone else who's living, who has lived, of whom these three things could be said. He is the only one who reveals God, the only one who redeems for God. and he's the only one who reconciles to God. For redemption and reconciliation is surely seen as we catch in Jesus Christ a revelation of God.
First, he's the only one who reveals God. Now, I don't doubt that any person who has any thought in them at all I agree when I suggest that when we think of the birth of the Lord Jesus, we know that the Bible tells us that here we have a revelation of God. I was saying just the other evening, I would repeat myself if you will permit me. I was saying just the other evening that in imagination many a time I went my way to a stable of that dark Galilee of night. They were prevented to send one day down into the face of the plague in the manger.
I dared to say this, Emmanuel, God with us. For though there may be darkness in that stable, that day with the light of the world, though there may be no fruit in that stable, That babe is the bread of heaven. Well, there may be no nurse or midwife in that stable. That babe is the great physician. I have said, I suppose, literally hundreds of times, as I was first young man who was preparing in some measure for the work of God.
I have said, young man, remember this. Remember this. When you gaze at that babe, you do not gaze at the Son of God. You gaze at God. God, Father, Son, Holy Spirit. So my Bible says that the Father prepared that body. A body was found prepared. My Bible says God the Spirit produced that body, for she conceived of the Holy Ghost. that thou shalt say that God the Son possessed that body. The body that was prepared of the Father and produced of the Spirit and possessed of the Son is a body that tells me that God, Father, Son, Holy Spirit, Emmanuel, God is with us.
And I stand the name of the message of Christ. Oh, friend, God cared. God took up more than he has cared for Jesus Christ came into the world to reveal God. Are there suggesting you that we have a revelation of God in the works of the Lord Jesus? And there's no one else in his works who has revealed God like this. But we have a revelation of God in the life of the Lord Jesus. Now I know none of you, you say. I know nothing of your background. I know nothing of your thinking.
I haven't had the privilege of sitting down really with any one of you and discussing the things that really can. I only know this, sir, that if by chance there's a man or woman here tonight, who has rejected Jesus Christ, then you are facing the greatest problem anyone can face. This is the one. If Jesus was not what he claimed to be, who was? May I be there? If Jesus was not who he claimed to be, who was he?
He was the illegitimate son of a peasant. So he's actually wrong. If he wasn't what he trained to be, he was the illegitimate son of a peasant who never went to school, who only once in his life ever crossed the boundary of a little country that has become almost the smallest country in the world. Yet, look what he's done. He's transformed the history of this world. Look what he's done.
He has followers today, two thousand years after his birth and death, who will be prepared to lay down their knowledge. There are men and women today beyond the Iron Curtain who will be cast into prison. Many of them treatment star. Men and joy and cow suffering. And they're doing it for one who was the illegitimate son of a peasant. When he died, that was the end of him. They're doing it to a faith that's based upon an absolute lie that he never rose from the dead.
That it's not true. And the people who said he rose from the dead knew it wasn't true. They knew it wasn't true. But they stood up and said, We saw him. We had all this. We had it, wouldn't he? And they knew it was a kind of lie. I don't want to go any further. I want to tell you this, sir. I haven't followed Cunningham's advice tables. And the Christian faith can stand the searchlight of any man's intelligence. But I say to you that Jesus Christ revealed God.
I suggest to you it is the only way you can account for it. That he went about. Lying dies, Jesus made to see, dumb lips made to talk. Oh, we're living in a day when people laugh at the miracles. Have you ever noticed anything? Have you ever noticed anything? Have you ever noticed that those Jews that hated him and would have done him to death? They never once came out and said all that he'd done was wrong. There wasn't a high priest who said he faintly raised the dead. He never did, because Lazarus was there as evidence of the fact that he had.
There wasn't one of those Jews who said, he said he made letters to the whole, he never did, because there were letters all around that were living evidence that they'd been done. All the denials of the miracles came about five hundred years after the church came into being, if you know anything of the edifice. People of the Patriot then didn't deny those things. I dare say this to you tonight. As you think of the Savior, you can only account for him that he was God. His birth tells it, his life tells it, but doesn't.
You'll need something more than that. Could I ask you to imagine something, wouldn't you? Could I ask you to imagine that instead of the cotton being at the back there, it was way in the front here of the platform. And instead of the grand piano being there, it was on the platform. And instead of my being here to speak to you, we had here the world's greatest pianist. I don't know who that is. Who's that, Mr. Stewart? No, I don't know. We'll say Pateresky. He's been dead along well, so you find out who you are.
But anyway, I must just say to those that the world's greatest pianist, was going to perform on the piano. Do you know something? There wouldn't be any vacancies. This chapel would have been cracked. And suddenly before the crack night came to you, ladies and gentlemen, hurry! And instead of sitting down at the grand piano, on the great piano sat down as a little one-octed toy piano. What would you say? You'd sit back at your seats if you'd say. But joy's all about work.
For just one of it, two fingers. Oh, please. Before the world's greatest pianist could pour out his soul in his music, He'd need more than the one octave of a child's piano, wouldn't he? Nothing wrong with his music, nothing wrong with his ability to play, something wrong with the instrument. He'd need the full keyboard of the grand piano that he might run his singles over there and tell you in his music what his heart felt. Sir, I thank God for the one octave.
Emmanuel, God's with us. I thank God for the two octaves of his birth and his life. Put him on the towel of splendor heaven and say, My beloved son and whom I am well pleased. But it needs more than the one octave of his birth or the two octaves of his birth and his life to reveal God. It needs the full keyboard of his birth of his life and his death. And in the eighth chapter of John, some of those disciples have heard his claims that he claimed to be God. And they turned to him and they said, But is this true?
How do we know? And this is what Jesus said in the eighth of John, When ye have lifted up the Son of Man, Then shall ye know that I appear? Do you want to see God? Do you know the revelation of God? Then come with me to Calvary. Dig upon a cross. See what would delve in his hands and feet. And a crown of thorns on his brow. And you'll see what? He reveals. God reveals the heart of God. And he reveals his love for a poor lost world. Father, forgive them, for they know not what they did.
He reveals the righteousness of God, as there he reveals to us that the wangers of sin is dead. Oh, listen, Frank, if you want to know God, this one place you have come to know me, and that place is Calvary. You'll see him there. You see, I feel this is most important. Would you permit me to bear just a little word of simple testimony? You will find I don't speak of myself. This is the only thing I'll say during the next few days. But I wasn't brought up in a Christian home.
I wasn't raised among folk who say their prayers and read their poems. I didn't go to church, a chapel, a Sunday school, and a life. I was a man before ever I heard the gospel, and I didn't hear it in a place like this. The first time I ever heard the gospel in my life, I heard it in a pot. I was leaning against a bar with a pint of beer in my arm, in my hand, and suddenly the door opened. And the little girl came in, with a poke going in, and the bundle of water. at the age of some of you girls.
She went from one to another and she said, will you buy a walk around? And half drunk I said, I'll buy a walk away, Missy, if you'll sing us a song. I never thought she would. She said, I'll be very happy to sing a song. Will you ask the men to be quiet? Oh, I've often said that was different. You know, I didn't mind the girl singing a hymn, but I didn't want to be the chairman of a religious meeting in the pub where I used to be. But she put me on the spot. She said, we ask for them to be quiet, and I turned to her crowd of drinking, crushing barrens. I said, follow, we'll be quiet.
The girl was going to sing. She jumped up on the table in the public park, the five-way hotel in my hometown. She sat on a hill far away, stood an old rugged cross. the emblem of suffering and shame. And I love that old promise, where the dearest and best for a world of lost and all the slaves. Oh, I wasn't very that night. But that was the start in my life. That was the start, not the realization that Christ was so wonderful, but the realization that that girl thought he was so wonderful.
God did reveal himself to her. And it was at the cross. Oh, friend, can you tell me anyone else that can reveal God but Jesus Christ? Anyone. But he is not only the one that reveals God, he is the one that redeems for God. We sing sometimes to win our redemption. Oh, wonderful story. Glad message for you and for me. But Jesus has purchased our pardon and paid all the debt on the trade.
He redeems for God. Is that tremendous? Oh, sir, what can we say about it? He redeems. May I be permitted to tell a story? Again, I must apologize to you. I don't know any American stories. And so my stories are English stories, as you'll understand. But we have a story that is associated with the British Medical Society. Doctors in our country love to tell it. It goes back through the years. Away on the city of Howe on the northeast coast of England.
the world's largest fishing port. They lived there by the angry road in one of the slum areas of the city. Mother was her three children, a land with a fisherman and very seldomly home. They didn't have any money. And one day, the mother went to the room of the wee boy, and she knew not what to do as he was tossing a bite with a fever. And all day and all night she was there by his side, trying to cool his brow, trying to comfort the wee boy who just cried. She had to go out to the bank for having some washing out of her, she was pegging out the washing, and her neighbor said, What did you take him to the doctor?
Doctor? I had money to take him to the doctor, and the man's fishing. He doesn't get his money until he comes home, and he hasn't been home for weeks. Why don't you take him to Dr. Nelson? He's a Christian doctor. Here look at me. And if he had put her arms around a boy of ten and carried him a mile and a half from the enemy's road across Hollow till she came to the surgery of the great Dr. Nelson, surprising what some mother could do, carry a boy of ten or arm. As soon as the doctor looked at the lad, he diagnosed that the boy had dipped it.
He laid him there upon his little table, went to his drawer and took out his pump and his little rubber tube, and placing his rubber tube at the seat of poison, he began with his little pump to pull away the poison. When suddenly... the rubber tube broke away from the pump, for he'd not used it for a while. And with no salt to himself immediately, the great Dr. Loseley brought the glimpse of that pump, and sucked out the poison. My country they love to tell, but that day a little slum boy had his life saved.
That day the great Dr. Loseon contracted diphtheria, from which he died and passed into the presence of his God. Oh, but what am I doing? Where am I doing? Where do I want to talk to you about Dr. Loseon? I know someone greater than Dr. Loseon. I know one whose name is Jesus. the greatest position the world has ever known. Down from heaven he came, and there to Calvary's cross he went, to the seat of poison, to the seat of the wickedness of the world, and there he took my sin, and my sorrow, and made in his very own.
He bore my burden to Calvary, suffered, died, and owed. If we gain, will Peter put it this way? He poured my sin in his body. And I'm aware of this, you young folk, that Greek prepositions of the Mahari things in the world to translate. I know that, and I know not whether you say in or into I only notice he bore my sin in his body. To the tree. To the tree.
Oh, may I ask you this evening, is it not a fact that there's no one else that's ever lived, who died on the cross to redeem us to God, to take the punishment of our sin? But would you notice something more? He is not only the only person that reveals God, and the only person who redeems for God. But he's the only person who reconciles to God. Look, I need to know God. And Jesus came to reveal him. I need to be redeemed for my sin. My sin has been so old.
The idol on the cross You remember the lovely story of your great Bishop the Gow. I know that American story. I know that one. You remember the lovely story of your great Bishop the Gow, when standing before a great company of Episcopalian Methodist, he said, Reverend, I wouldn't cross the road to take the new code of ethics to Japan. When you come of Moldavia, I'd go round the world a dozen times to tell one poor sinner that there is a fountain filled with blood drawn from his anvil's way, and sinners plunge beneath his blood, lose all their guilty say.
Oh, he redeems, but my sin needs to be washed away and he died to deal with that. that something more of my sin has separated me from God. And I need to be reconciled to God. God never needs to be reconciled to me. It was my sin that turned my back on him. He never turned his back on me. But I need to be reconciled to God. And the wonder is this. Look, he reveals God at the cross. John eight. when ye have lifted up the Son of Man, then shall ye know that I am he? I say, even before God at the cross, John three, as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up.
But I say, he reconciles to God at the cross, John twelve. If I be lifted up from the earth, I will draw all men unto me. This he said, please, don't all stop there. Just an ordinary comment. This he said, signifying by what debt he should die. Your pardon me, brethren, much of your pardon. But if ever I hear a verse misused, it's that one. How many times in a prayer meeting have I heard, brethren, before the service, say, Lord, You've said if you're lifted up, you'll draw all men unto you, and able your heart to lift you up, and I ban the heavenly God.
Don't ask me to pray it. When are you asking that we should have crucified Christ again? This, he said, signifying by what death he should die. It's Calvary's cross that's before us there. And, sir, Because Christ died on the cross, he will draw every man and woman to it. There will not be a boy or a girl here tonight. There will not be a man or a woman here tonight. But we'll be drawn to him because he died. No, please. Don't go from this place saying I switch universal reconciliation because I didn't.
I did not say you will be drawn to him for salvation. and said, you'll be drawn to him. You'll either be drawn to him to be reconciled, or one day every man shall stand afloat and acknowledge that he's Lord in the glory of God the Lord. But to none, because he died, he's willing to reconcile. Would you please permit me to tell a story that's an emotional one? Now I confess that to you, wife, you give it.
It's an emotional story. It's not the sort of story I usually tell, but it's an emotional one. I confess that to you. I will tell it as carefully as I can. But I want to tell it because I think it illustrates what I want to get over. Some years ago, my wife and myself were away in a car hit in South Wales. We were staying in the missionary home, and I was conducting services in Ebenezer Gospel. It was my custom while I was home, always to have children's services at six o'clock, on six till seven or so, and then the adults' meeting starting at half past seven and on.
It was about half past ten o'clock. We just got in on the service, and I was preparing for bed when suddenly a ring came at the front door. And I went to the door and standing in the doorway of a preacher. Do you know I can see him now, sizing me up. I wonder why it is no one ever takes me for a preacher, but they never do, you know. And there he was sort of sizing me up. And he said, I'm sorry, you're the serviceer, but I think I might have come to the wrong place. I'm looking for someone called Uncle Stan. Well, you're looking at the wrong person. That's not the children, boy. What do you want?
Oh, she's not glad I found you. We've looked everywhere. This was the story he told. But after the children's service in the Gospel Hall that evening, as the youngsters were going out as a little boy of about ten or eleven, stepped out in front of a great truck, was not sober. was rushed away into hospital and he would die. No chance of getting a living. I suppose because he'd been to a children's service, when he lay in his bed, he kept asking for Uncle Stan. Uncle Stan. The patients tried everywhere.
They'd gone to where he'd been picked up on the road. They'd made inquiries and at last they'd found me, half past ten at night. I'd found him a police car and they rushed me off to the hospital. I walked into the ward, and there I pushed myself behind the curtains, for in our long wards, when someone is seriously ill, they have curtains around them. I pushed myself beyond the curtains, and I went and looked down into the face of the wall. Now, you big grown men, you know. Let me ask you that. What do you tell a boy who's dying, and you know he's dying, if you don't know Jesus Christ? Now, Sid will say, what do you tell it?
Beyond the pattern laws. Beyond saying you get better when you know very well the rules. What do you tell it? Well, I looked down at the boy, and I put the hand on his shoulder, and with a smile, I said, Jimmy, I know not the exact word, but I said, as you would appreciate, for I was there with a love on the ground. But I said, Jimmy, you'll be going home with the Lord Jesus. I say, give him the language. Tell him that when he's ready for me to come, I'm ready to come. And I just thought to a boy who before long for he trusted the Savior, he's going home to be with the Lord.
And there's nothing wrong with a boy going home to be with a Lord. Nothing wrong with a boy. I mustered by his bed. Suddenly the curtains pushed aside and his mother came in. And then the story came. Some years before, a young girl had fallen in love with a young boy, and after a while, maybe before talking, they married. A little boy was born about two years after. But somehow the marriage went apart. Somehow they shifted apart. They never intended to, but they shifted apart.
And eventually they went to a court, and they had a separation of cursing things separationally. And the boy was given to live with his mum for six months, and given to live with his dad for six months, and his dad went back to Pondingbury's where he was a coal miner and worked under the ground, and his mum got herself a job. She got herself a job in St. Mary's Street in Cardiff, waiting in her little restaurant, and she was working nights. And the boy was left to look after himself, so she came home after Dan. That's how they found me, before they found his mother. She wasn't looking for him when he didn't come home, because he was working. I rose to go, and she said, oh, no, Sam, he just.
And I stood there, and after a while his father came, and for she told them where father was. He'd been working back shift, and he came out of the ground, and still I called us on him. And I rose to go, and he said, then his Welsh town rose down. And I saw a little boy who took his hands from the cancer pain of his bed and took his mummy's hand and took his daddy's hand. And I saw them and he lived from the dead and looked up at them and said, Mommy, Daddy, don't go our way anymore. Five days later, when there was an inquest, I stood by the side of a little grave and a living cemetery in Carmel.
And I said, ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. I turned away, and as I turned away, I saw husband slip her arm, his arm, around his wife's shoulder. I saw him as he helped her up into the car, and I saw him as he followed her, and I looked at her, and I stared her ahead, rested on his shoulder, and I said, reconcile. But it needed the death of a son, reconciled. Though I told that story to not, because if you were with me last Sunday in Cardiff, I would have taken you along to a little assembly that was the result of one of the tent missions we had in Cardiff, where a place called La Mission.
And I would have taken you into a little chapel, well, a chapel this life, I suppose, with a congregation larger than this. And at Sunday school, I would have taken your into a Sunday school, and I would have shown you three hundred children. You'd have said, who's the man who's the superintendent, and I'd say, that's the man. He slicks his arms around his shoulder, his wife's shoulder. And I would have taken you down to a primary class with about sixty little tackers, and the lady is charged with his wife. Reconciled, but it means the death of their sons. He's come with me to the cross.
Nails in his hands and feet and a crown of thorns on his brow. And over the cross I want to write in letters of flame, reconcile. He is the only one What will you do then with Jesus? He's the greatest person in the universe. But here's the greatest part, what will you do? Now what do they do? What did they do?
This is what we read. Pardon, let me quote it to you. Take love beyond us and on our children. Can I repeat it? His blood beyond us and unactual. What are you saying tonight? What will you do then with Jesus? Are you saying his blood beyond us and unactual? Sir, I hope you're not an angel. Sir, listen. I hope you are. I hope you are.
You see, it's not the words, is it? Is that true? It's not the words, is it? It's how you say it, isn't it? You see, it's the cry of the condemned. It's the cry of men and women who couldn't kill that. What does it matter that Christ died? It's the blood of the unassioned and our children. We don't kill that. It's the cry of the condemned. It isn't. It's not only the cry of the condemned. It's the cry of the convicted. when a man realizes that God loved him and Christ died for him, that man says he died for me. It's blood beyond us, so God our children.
It's our hope that he died. It's my hope that he had there. It's blood beyond us. It's the cry of the convicted. It's the cry of the condemned. But oh, hallelujah. It's the cry of the converted. Let me say it as a father. I have two children. Oh God, he's bloody on us and all our children. I say, let me say as a grandfather, I've got three grandchildren. Listen, he's bloody on us and all our children. So I know of no place where a man can shatter from the rock of God.
I know of no place where a man can shatter from the consequences of his faith. I want no place where a man or a woman can shelter from the problems of life when under the blood of Jesus Christ. It must be on us. Uncle Archer, what are you saying tonight? The time allocated to me is gone. But the responsibility hasn't gone. just been taken off of my shoulders and put on yours. I thank God that thirty years ago, the young man of twenty-four, I said, yes, to Jesus Christ.
That I've said is to not be on us. What do you say about that? Should we marry?