The Power of Christ's Resurrection of His saints
Thy works, not mine, O Christ Speak gladness to this heart; They tell me all the work is done, They bid my fear depart. Thy cross, not mine, O Christ Has born the awful load, Of sins that no, none else could bear, But our incarnate God. Thy death, not mine, O Christ Has paid the ransom due; Ten thousand, thousand deaths like mine Would have been all too few. Thy righteousness, O Christ Alone can cover me; No righteousness can satisfy Save that which is of Thee! -Gospel hymn, 'I Love Thy Kingdom, LORD" ========== "Can These Bones Live?” -Ezekiel 37:3 This was an impossible situation which met Ezekiel’s eye. A valley filled with bones, and the bones were “very dry,” destitute of life. And Ezekiel was to realize that this was a picture of the Israel of God. If ever there was a setting forth of impossibility, it was this. “Can these dry bones live?” The prophet did not answer with the obvious, “No,” but, realizing the grea...