The gospel of Christ is the power of God unto salvation, not a religious dogma or ethical code, but specifically the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus. This core truth, as defined in 1 Corinthians 15, is unchangeable and powerful, capable of transforming individuals from sin to children of God. The examples emphasize that no one has ever come to Christ for salvation without receiving this power, urging listeners to accept this guaranteed product of God's love. The message concludes with an invitation to receive Jesus as personal Savior, highlighting the immense cost of his sacrifice and the free offer of salvation to all who believe.
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The way you love, the way you see, the way you see, the way you see, the way you see, the way you see, the way you see, the way you see, the way you see, This is a gospel program in which we seek by God's help to turn your thoughts from the material things of time and sense to meditate on the great God of the universe who deserves our worship and thanksgiving. In these days of speed and tension, it is so necessary for us to quiet our hearts before our gracious God and allow him to speak to us.
I trust that you will receive a blessing as you listen to this gospel program in which we shall seek to bring the claims of Christ to your attention. This is Welcome, Deathwiler speaking and asking you to relax and listen. And when the tempest is raining, the billows are causing rain, The sky is the loudest darkness, the level of hell is high.
Change the darkness is heavy, darkness will lie and flee. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, O'Shea is where I go, O'Shea is where I am.
O'Shea is my will. Keep me still, keep me still. Day out and with me, O day, my will. Deep, deep, deep. And told us never above us, The elements we need rest. The sun is not always in heaven, and heaven is within my breath. Later of every believer, in the love of God, And with joy I shall face from the sorrow, And with the joy I shall face from the sorrow, And with all the sinful joy A windless but waste them all day, my fear, These little sleeping years Where shall we pass upon the forest of sea?
Or even shall we go by treachery sea? Or what shall we swallow the tears where life? Oh, my dear Lord, you'll never have the sky. They are the way they obey me, I will keep being dear, keep being dear. Be, be, be, be, be, be, be.
He was with me, but with me. He served me. I called me to his grave. will of Jesus lift his rest.
He's perfect me, and will you all adore me now My poem is entitled, Step by Step, and it's taken from Proverbs chapter four, verse twelve. Child of my love, fear not the unknown moral, Dread not the new demand life makes on thee. Thy ignorance doth hold no cause for sorrow, since what thou knowest not is known to me. Thou canst not see today the hidden meaning of my command, But thou the light shalt gain, Walk on in faith upon my promise leaning, And as thou goest, all shall be made plain.
One step thou seest, then go forward boldly. One step is far enough for faith to see. Take that, and thy next duty shall be told thee. For step by step thy Lord is leading thee. Stand not in fear thy adversaries counting, dare every pearl save to disobey. Thou shalt march on all obstacles surmounting, for I the strong will open up the way. Wherefore go gladly to the task assigned thee, having my promise needing nothing more than just to know where the future finds thee in all thy journeying.
I go before. The love of God is greater for than song or tin can ever tell.
It goes beyond the high and reacheth through the lowest share. Lord, you declare, thou go with care. God gave his Lord, Be there and go, be made on fire, and fall on fire.
rich and pure, How measureless and the strong, He shall forever look in you, The faint and Could we with ease the ocean fill, And were the skies a parchment plain, Were every stone fallen and every
man was right by trade. To write the law of God of all would reign the old old world. Through, don't take the whole, O friend from God. and so did you ever The name P.P.
Bliss is seen quite frequently in our Gospel hymn books, for he is the composer of both the music and the words of many of our well-loved Gospel songs. His name is inseparably associated with that of D.L. Moody, for while D.L. Moody was preaching the Gospel, P.P. Bliss was busy writing messages in song. He died very suddenly at the age of thirty-eight. Mr. Bliss and his wife spent the Christmas holidays of eighteen seventy-six in Rome, Pennsylvania, where he was born, and on December twenty-ninth they left for Chicago, where they were then living, and as the train was speeding along suddenly a bridge collapsed in Ashtabula, Ohio, and the entire train was thrown into the stream below.
Some of the cars caught fire, but Mr. Bliss escaped through a broken window. Sad to say, he lost his life a few moments later, as he returned in an effort to save his wife. Since I have learned these few details, I have enjoyed the hymns from his pen even more, especially the one the choir is about to sing. I gave my life for thee. The words are by Francis Ridley Habergo and the appropriate music by P.P. Bliss. I take my life for thee, my precious blood I share.
that all my strength must be, and patience must live. I gave, I gave my life for thee, all that I give for thee. I gave, I gave my life for thee, all that I give for thee. I suffered much for thee, for as I look and care.
Of which has echoed me, to rescue thee from hell. I thought, I thought it all for thee, was as I And now the choir is singing perhaps the most popular of all the hymns that P.P. Bliss wrote, Jesus loves even me. I am the way I am the one who loves me and me I am the one who loves me, she loves me, she loves me, I am the one who loves me, she loves me, she loves me, she loves me, I am the one who loves me, she loves me, she loves me and me Oh, if
there will be one song I can see, When it is written, I see the Trinity, To shout my love in eternity, Oh, what a wonder that Jesus must be. Our gracious Father, we bow before thy throne of grace, to praise thee again, for that wondrous love expressed in the giving of thy blessed son. We thank thee Christ loved us. He died for us. He died for us. And we thank thee he arose from the dead and is seated at thine own right hand. And we thank thee he extends his love and his grace to all who need to be saved.
We ask thy blessing as the gospel goes forth. We thank thee for the pleasure of singing together these hymns that exalt thy son in his worthy and precious name. Amen. and come, like Jesus, you will get me come.
Once I reach him to hear thy voice, and for his voice will be to rejoice. My spirit is my thy word, betray me truly, thine alone. We read our mercy, Christ and all, and all people that fail to know. I am reading a very familiar text found in the Epistle to the Romans, chapter one and verse sixteen. For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ, for it is the power of God unto salvation to everyone that believeth, to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.
The central theme of this text is the gospel of Christ. To understand this text we must be clear as to the definition of the term the gospel of Christ. If I should resort to the opinions of men to receive a definition for the Gospel of Christ, I think I would get a variety of replies that would put Heinz's fifty-seven varieties in the dark. Even if I limited the answers to educated men who have studied religion for many years, I would still get a wide variety of opposing definitions. So it seems more reasonable that I should confine my search for a definition of the Gospel to God's infallible word.
From the Bible I learn that it is definitely not a religious dogma, nor is it a code of ethics. The Bible is its own dictionary, and in First Corinthians fifteen we have a clear and unmistakable definition of the Gospel of Christ. Listen to these verses. I declare unto you the Gospel, which I preached unto you, which also ye have received, and wherein ye stand. by which also ye are saved, if ye keep in memory, what I preached unto you, unless ye have believed in vain. For I delivered unto you, first of all, that which also I received, how that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, and that he was buried, and that he arose again the third day, according to the Scriptures.
This is God's clear definition of the Gospel. and any definition that any man may coin that will conflict with this is false. The gospel is a comprehensive term and may include many other things that are not mentioned in the scriptural definition, but at least we can say the axis of the gospel is the death, the burial, and the resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ. Without these there could be no gospel. The Gospel of Christ is based upon the inspired, unchangeable, and eternal Word of God. It is without fault or flaw. It is positive, permanent, and powerful.
The Gospel message has changed individuals, cities, nations, continents, and best of all, it has redeemed and released souls from the slavery of sin. The Gospel of Christ is the only Gospel that represents and produces power. Could I be ashamed of a gospel, a power that can lift a human derelict, steeped in sin's cruel slavery, and transform him into a child of God, completely changing his appetites and his ambitions and his whole manner of life? The gospel of Christ has done all this and more. This effect has been produced thousands of times in the past and stands ready to do it again to anyone who has a desire to be saved.
Paul, the writer of this text, could speak from his own experience, and he could say, I was a zealous, sincere representative of the empty forms and ceremonies of religion, depending on my religion to give me an accepted standing before a holy God. But one day the mighty, amazing power of the Gospel of Christ arrested me on the road to Damascus and caused me to abhor and forsake all my cherished religion in order to procure peace with God. And I got it through the death, the burial, and the resurrection of Christ. If the power of the gospel could be measured, we could well say it took more power to rescue a self-righteous Saul of Tarsus than to save a Mary Magdalene who represented an open, deep-died sinner.
Some years ago, An active deacon in a certain church found out that he was not saved, and I need hardly tell you that he soon trusted the Savior after he saw his unsafe condition. Shortly after his conversion, he heard a converted drunkard giving his testimony, and everyone who listened said, wasn't that a wonderful testimony of the power of the gospel? The newly converted deacon replied, yes, it was. but I am still inclined to believe that when God awakens and saves an active deacon in a church, that's even more wonderful. Why should Paul be ashamed of the Gospel of Christ when he himself experienced such a humanly impossible deliverance?
Little wonder that we hear him saying in Galatians six fourteen, but God forbid that I should glory save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ. The Gospel of Christ that Paul preached was centered on the death, burial, and resurrection of Christ. To the Corinthians he wrote, For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness, but to us which are saved it is the power of God and the salvation. I pause to remind you that if you think lightly of the preaching of the cross, you are one of those who will perish in a lost eternity. And I care not whether you occupy the pulpit or the pew, the preaching of the cross, the gospel of Christ, is the only gospel that represents power.
All else are harmless, powerless, dead inventions that may appeal to the intellect but fail to reach the heart. In presenting the gospel of Christ, we presented boldly, without any hesitancy, not hoping that it may produce power, but being absolutely certain that it will, not merely in some cases, but in every case, a guaranteed product, if you please. Who could be ashamed of a guaranteed product, especially when God does the guaranteeing? I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ, for it is the power of God unto salvation, to whom? The answer?
To everyone that believeth. The Gospel of Christ actually meets you in the form of a challenge. The Gospel of Christ claims to know no bounds, no exceptions. And while you may say, I know it wouldn't work in my case, that is sufficient proof that you have never tried it. For the record stands undaunted. No one has ever come to Christ for salvation who has not received power to become a child of God. God invites you to accept his challenge. He would like to prove to you that what he has done for others he guarantees to do for you. There are many poor sin-sick sinners who have a desire to be saved, but who are not saved because they have never given God a chance.
He will never display his power in your life unless you commit yourself to him and trust his blessed son as your Savior. The power of the gospel is offered only to everyone that believe it. The gospel of Christ is free, so that poverty can be no excuse. The gospel of Christ is simple, so that even a child can grasp the simple truth of Christ's substitutionary sacrifice. Listen to the simplicity of this text. All we like sheep have gone astray. We have turned everyone to his own way, and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all. Ignorance can be no excuse.
You may search heaven and earth, but you will not find a reasonable excuse to reject the gospel message. Before it could be offered to you, it involved a great cost, the very life of the spotless son of God. Since such a cost was involved, surely you do not want to miss it. I ask you to stand beneath the shadows of the cross and gaze into the face of the only one who could save you. then open your heart and receive him by faith as your own personal Savior and Lord. The fact that Christ loved you enough to die for you in such a cruel manner ought to melt your heart.
For as you look up into his face, you can almost hear him saying the words of the hymn that the choir was singing a few minutes ago, I gave my life for thee, my precious blood I shed, that thou mightst ransom be, and quickened from the dead. I gave, I gave my life for thee, what hast thou given for me? My father's house of light, my glory circled throne, I left for earthly night, for wandering sad and lone. I left, I left it all for thee, hast thou left ought for me. I suffered much for thee, more than thy tongue can tell, of bitterest agony to rescue thee from hell.
I've borne, I've borne it all for thee. What hast thou borne for me? And I have brought to thee down from my home above salvation full and free, my pardon and my love. I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee. What hast thou brought to me? My weary sin-sick listener, I beseech you to receive this loving Savior this very moment. then you too can rejoice in the knowledge of sins forgiven, and you will be able to say, I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ, for I have proved that it is the power of God unto salvation.
Our gracious Father, now we ask thy blessing to rest upon thy precious word. Grant it through it some precious soul may trust the Savior. We ask in the Lord Jesus precious and worthy name. Amen. When I surveyed the wondrous cross Unwished a prince, a glory died, All earthly gain, I can't but love, And poor content on all my pride.
It was on the cross he shed his blood. It was on the cross his heart. But he rose again and lived in my home. all in peace and perfect love. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, save in the death of Christ my God.
All the vain things that shone the most, I sacrificed them to his blood. It was on the cross he shed his blood. It was on him of course. But he rose again and lived in my heart for there always is peace and perfect love.
Be from his head, his hands his feet, Thar own glow, flamingo down. It is such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose for each a cry. It will then It was that he was crucified But he rose again and lived in my home Where all is peace and perfect love