Introductory pages - New Creation Teaching Ministry

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2. A Kingdom Christ has given to His people,
The ancient promise that the saints obtain;
This Kingdomʼs might that first redeems and saves us,
And then empowers the sons of God to reign:
Mighty Holy Spirit, come on us today,
Who, devoid of power, walked not in Christʼs way;
Fill us with dynamic to proclaim the Son,
And announce to sinners freedom He has won.
3. The powers of Satan, and of darkest evil,
Indwelling sin, and flesh that strives to gain
Victʼry impure within the sons belovèd
Shall strive and fail, and find their efforts vain:
4. The sons shall rise—a glorious life of reigning
Is promised them within this life below,
And greater still shall reign with Him in heaven,
And evermore the Kingdomʼs glories know:
5. Empowered now with gifts of His own giving,
Bearing the fruit that He alone can give,
Until the utmost parts of Godʼs creation
Have seen and heard, and in Messiah live:
© 1971 Geoffrey Bingham, 1919–2009. Used by permission.
Augustus Montague Toplady,
1740–78
1. A debtor to mercy alone,
Of Covenant mercy I sing;
Nor fear, with Thy righteousness on,
My person and offʼrings to bring.
The terrors of law and of God
With me can have nothing to do;
My Saviourʼs obedience and blood
Hide all my transgressions from view.
2. The work which His goodness began,
The arm of His strength will complete;
This promise is Yea and Amen,
And never was forfeited yet.
Things future, nor things that are now,
Not all things below or above,
Can make Him His purpose forego,
Or sever my soul from His love.
3. My name from the palms of His hands
Eternity will not erase;
Impressed on His heart it remains
In marks of indelible grace.
Yes, I to the end shall endure,
As sure as the earnest is given;
More happy, but not more secure,
The glorified spirits in heaven.
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149 Geoffrey Bingham, 1919–2009
1. Ah, tide of love that floods my heart,
That flows to me from Your dear
Throne,
That finds its way through all my
wastes,
Until it makes me all Your own;
Ah, dear dear tide that floods my heart
And makes me Yours—one holy part.
2. Ah, tide of love that brings Your peace
And calms the jangled heart of pain,
That floods the joy that heaven knows
Across my parched and needy plains;
Ah, love and joy and peace that flow
And cause me all Your heart to know.
3. Ah, Face of love that smiles upon
The anguished spirit filled with guilt,
That sets it free and makes it strong,
And washes clean all memoryʼs silt;
Ah, pain that floods our hearts with love,
That draws us by Your Cross above.