Jesus Knows

Jesus Knows

Jesus knew He would die;
A merciless death.
He knew they would mock;
With no tenderness.

Jesus  knew the high cost;
And paid it in blood.
As they pounded the nails;
With each sounding thud.

Jesus knew forgiveness;
For those that scourged Him.
And cried for their souls;
As He paid for their sin.

He knew the great horror:
He would have to face.
He knew He had power;
To leave from its place.

He knew of redemption;
And what it would take.
He freely  did suffer;
For yours and my sake.

He  knew He'd have vic'try;
Over deaths sway.
He would conquer the curse;
Resurrection day.

He knows more than your name;
And He knows your shame.
He knows all your burdens;
He knows all your pain.

He knows that He's the Way;
The Light and the Truth.
He knows He's the answer
He's calling to you.

Susan Y Nikitenko
January 27th, 2013

This song could be sung anytime..

Audio Added May 19th 2019. This song could be sung anytime. It could be sung in Children's Church. This sounds like a Hymn we already sing but the words are different. It's arranged differently.

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The Kind Of Love That Will Never End

The Kind Of Love That Will Never End

When thorns tore through his sweaty brow;

When with faces, they jeered with hateful growls.

Beating Him beyond recognition;

Submitting to God, He was being our friend.

He was willing to pay the price;

It was love, true love, there was no other way.

No greater love, no greater friend;

The kind of love, that will never end.

 When the first nail was pounded down,

When the first drop of blood fell to the ground;

When His hands stretched from end to end;

When He was dying there for our sin.

He was willing to pay the price;

It was love, true love, when he gave his life.

No greater love, no greater friend;

The kind of love, that will never end.

When the spear was thrust into His side;

When the Son of God began to die.

He lifted himself upon wounded hands;

Father forgive them was His cry.

He was willing to pay the price;

It was love, true love, love more than kind.

No greater love, no greater friend;

The kind of love, from God's Valentine.

Susan Nikitenko

Valentine Poem/ Song

January 18th, 2015

John 15:13

Greater love hath no man than this, that 

a man lay down his life for his friends.

love, heart, valentine, death, Christ, Jesus,poem, song 

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Oh, Glorious Glad Day

Oh, Glorious Glad Day!

We can depend on our Father our friend;

His fountain of love never reaches an end.

Oh, glorious glad day!

He would never throw His babies away;

It was written in blood with His great love

on cal'vry that day.

Through faith and by grace we become His dear babe;

He's not like this world who aborts life He gave.

Oh, glorious glad day!

He sees when we're joyful and knows when we're sad;

And forever He loves us through both

our good and our bad.

He's working each day in the lives that we live;

He knows when we're angry or when we forgive.

Oh, glorious glad day!

He molds us and makes us with His love and care;

Through greatest of trials and all of our miles

 He's constantly there.

No matter our failures, no matter how black;

His blood paid the price and His love will not lack.

Oh, glorious glad day!

He chastens us when we choose a wrong task;

He guides us along through tears or through song;

if we simply just ask.

He's preparing a place for me and for you;

A heavenly home with mansion and view.

Oh, glorious glad day!

At last we will never, ever sin again;

We will see the lovely face of Jesus

smile and chat with Him.

God's child forever embraced by His love:

And carried to heaven , one day like a dove.

Oh, glorious glad day!

 November 4, 2011  ©    ~Susan Y Nikitenko~

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