8-19-15 Not One

As it is written,

There is none righteous, no, not one:

Romans 3:10 KJV

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How many think they’re good enough for God,

At least are good enough to Heaven dwell?

I tell you, think such things and you’re a fraud,

The only place you’ve earned is down in hell.

You can’t stroll through an operating room

Or roam around within the CIA;

What makes you think you’re good with cheap perfume?

The stench of all your sins gives you away.

Not one of us are righteous, no not one.

A speck of sin keeps you from Heaven’s door.

But covered in the blood of Christ it’s done;

Believe He died for you, your sins He bore.

The grace of God allows this all to be;

Without it there’s no hope for you and me.

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sonnet #441

8-12-15 Grace Through Faith

For by grace are ye saved through faith;

and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God

Ephesians 2:8 KJV

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You don’t deserve a single dot of grace,

For Hell is what you’ve earned for all your sin.

The best five minutes of your life’s disgrace;

The best of all the world would not begin.

Fall on your face and know you’re hopeless mud;

Repent and beg forgiveness for it all,

Believe that Jesus shed His precious blood

To pay for all your sins both great and small.

With all your heart accept Him as your Lord,

Then feel the Holy Spirit enter you!

God’s grace, and faith, His gifts you can’t afford,

And with Christ’s blood you’re covered through and through.

You’re saved by grace through faith and nothing more,

With Jesus as your Savior guarantor.

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sonnet #434

7-5-15 Ministers of the Spirit

Who also hath made us able ministers of the new testament;

not of the letter, but of the spirit:

for the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life.

2 Corinthians 3:6 KJV

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The Holy Spirit breathes a life anew

When we with Jesus Christ are crucified.

A new creation rises into view,

Not bound by laws designed with sin implied.

The Lamb of God was slain to satisfy

The letter of the covenant of old.

Now death, the price of sin, will pass us by;

We’re covered by the blood and thus paroled.

The Spirit sparks a testament of love,

That turns us into ministers of grace.

Our stories, once of sin, now rise above

To share salvation with the human race.

The letter kills, but Spirit brings alive

A faith surpassing all the laws contrive.

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sonnet #406