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REDEMPTION BY POWER LVL KY 54-0329 126 048 How people paint His picture sometime, with a robe around Him, or something another, on the cross. That is not so. They disposed that Man of every foul, vulgar thing that they could; but He had to be. There He was, the highest and loyalest of all the world, that ever was or will be, and then exposed, naked, on the cross: wounded, smitten, bleeding, gobs of mockery spit hanging from His face, a mocking crown of thorns on His head. But there's when He conquered death, hell, sin, sickness, and the grave, and paid the price for us all. It's often said, sometime, "There's where He took the sting out of death." That's where Paul said, "O death, where is your sting?" I've been told that many insects, bees and things, they've got a stinger, and they're poison with it. But one time they sting, they lose their stinger. Death had a sting in it one time, but Christ on Calvary took the stinger out of death. Hallelujah. Oh, when I think of it, there He pulled the stinger out of death for me and you, all the sting of death. GOD'S SERVANT JOB PHOENIX .AZ 55-0223 E-70 070 No wonder Job said, "I know my Redeemer liveth, at the last day He's going to stand upon the earth. And though the skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God. I'll see Him for myself; my eyes shall behold and not another." Do you believe it tonight? Our time's a swayed from us. Oh, how the Holy Spirit seem to be moving in my heart. I can't think of nothing, friends, nothing no greater, than how that Jesus come down here on earth and made the way of redemption, and fulfilled every plan, plumb from the garden of Eden, way before that. Before the foundation of the world, Jehovah spoke, and here come Jesus taking His pl--taking the p--spot, and went out here, and come, and died, was made sin that you could be saved. How could you reject such matchless love as that blessed Redeemer, hanging yonder, the gobs of spit in His face, mockery and scandalized, and a crown of thorns on His head, an innocent Man, dying yonder, and the Blood dripping from Emmanuel's veins, where sinners can plunge beneath the flood, and lose all their guilty stains.
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