The Christ Of Calvary And the Empty Tomb

The Christ Of Calvary And the Empty Tomb

They led a Man to the judgment hall
alone . His friends fled away .
He faced the taunts of the howling mob
As He suffered in silence that day .
Then bearing His cross He climbed a hill
To die there for you and for me .
But none of the hands of that rabble mob
Helped Him bear His Calvary .

Then down from the cross His body they took
And in sorrow they bore it away ,
To place it within a rich man’s grave ,
And their hearts were too anguish to pray .
In the hour of His need they failed the Lord ,
How bitter their torment must be .
But now their hands reached up to lift
Him down from His Calvary.

But the grief of their sorrow changed to joy
With the word that an angel brought ,
“Seek not in the grave for One who lives ,
For salvation’s work has been wrought.”
The lives of His friends were changed that day ,
From fear they now were free ,
And the rest of their lives they gladly gave
In sharing His Calvary .

I , too , to the cross of my Lord would come
And confess all my falling and fears ,
And ask for grace to follow Him on
Where He leads me , down through the years .
I’ll lift up the hands of my heart to Him
And share in His hands of love
Will share all His glory with me .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!

The Christ Of Calvary And the Empty Tomb

The Christ Of Calvary And the Empty Tomb

He Arose

He Arose
Very early in the morning
Before the break of day ,
The morning star shone on the tomb ,
Where our dear Saviour lay .

The earth was clothed with darkness;
The shadows had not fled ,
The city slumbered on that morn –
They thought that He was dead .

It still was dark when He arose
And stepped forth from the grave ,
The victor over sin , and death
With power your soul to save .

So shall it be when He returns
And calls His own to rise ;
While this old world is sleeping still ,
We’ll meet Him in the skies .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !!

What Has Been Is What Will Be {part 2 }

What Has Been Is What Will Be {part 2 }
But like the wind it will return
To keep reminding me
That everything that has been
Is what again will be ,
For there is nothing that is new
Beneath God’s timeless sun ,
And present ,past , and future
Are all molded into one .
And east and west and north and south
The same wind keeps on blowing ,
While rivers run on endlessly
Yet the sea’s not overflowing .
And the restless , unknown longing
Of my searching soul won’t cease
Until God comes in glory
And my soul at last finds peace .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
This poem came into parts . Part of it last night and part of it today .

What Has Been Is What Will Be

What Has Been Is What Will Be

Today my soul is reaching out
For something that’s unknown,
I cannot grasp or fathom it
For it’s known to God alone .
I cannot hold or harness it
Or put it into form ,
For it’s as uncontrollable
As the wind before the storm.
I know not where it came from
Or whither it will go,
For it’s as inexplicable
As the restless winds that blow .
And like the wind it too will pass
And leave nothing more behind
Than the memory of a mystery
That blew across my mind .
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !

Summer Beauty

Summer Beauty
The loveliness that I behold
So far beyond compare ,
The joy I feel within my soul
Tells me my Savior’s near .

I see Him in red roses
That bloom along the vine .
I feel Him in the gentle wind
That sweeps the Summer pines .

The sky enfolds me like a glove
Of magic azure blue ,
And I’m reminded that His love
Surrounds me this way , too !

A rolling carpet of green grass
Backs up this breathless view ,
And I know for me that Heaven
Will be in colors of this hue .

As the sun slips slowly out of sight
In its southerly direction ,
I want to whisper , “Please don’t go ,
Don’t end this day’s perfection .”
Jan Bagwell
God Bless !
Guide me in Your truth and teach
me , for You are God my Savior ,
for You I await all the long day ,
because of Your goodness , Lord
Psalm 25:5