131104 PM What Hast Thou Brought to Me
| What Hast Thou Brought to Me? Song: I Gave My Life for Thee. I gave My life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou might ransomed be, and raised up 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 wanderings sad and lone; I left, I left it all for thee, hast thou left aught 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?Isa. 53:4-6 – 4Surely He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; Yet we esteemed Him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted. 5But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; The chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed. 6 All we like sheep have gone astray; We have turned, every one, to his own way; And the Lord has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.• The gifts of Christ (John 10:11, 18, 27-28; 2 Cor. 8:9)• Christ deserves our best (Phil. 1:21; Gal. 2:20; 1 Cor. 6:20)• Our time (Psa. 1:1-3; Eph. 5:15-16)• “God wants your precious time, not your spare time.”• Our worship (Psa. 122:1; Rom. 12:1; Heb. 13:15)• Our love (Gal. 5:6; John 14:23)• I’m always prompt to punch the clock; I never miss a date; But when I go to worship God, I’m usually always late. I wouldn’t think of leaving work, to visit brother Fred; I just wait ’til Sunday comes, and forsake the church instead. I never miss a day at work; Perfection’s what I seek; But I miss the worship of my God once or twice a week.• I talk with people daily, of many subjects rife, but I never mention Jesus, nor show Him in my life. I spend extra on my family for things I can’t afford; But I don’t remember, ever, giving extra to the Lord. When your life on earth is over and they lay you down to rest, how can He say to you, “Well done,” if you’ve made Him second best? |