Jesus Christ is my God!
Issued 16.04.2006
Shouting hearts
Everybody feels sometimes miserable. What do you do with your misery? Could you react to it better?
The cry of the wretched
Am I wretched because I am poor and sick? No! - We are wretched because of our evil thoughts and loveless deeds.
Who would like to think about his wickedness! Let a stream of entertainment take away our pains. Our laughing hides our evilness, there is malice behind our smile. Who dares to wake up?
Would I like to forget my evilness? Would I dismiss my misery? I am what I am and I cannot change myself. Therefore I seek the sleep of forgetting.
A terrible awakening! Death, wars and diseases, they woke us again. Who wants to know his misery? Could it be possible to live being awake?
"Could a faith help my misery? May I get comfort from a religion? No! - I do not want to be a victim of a religion! That's just believers who are miserable!"
How could a wretched one help another wretched one? Their faith is only good for covering their wickedness. I do not want to sleep in a church. Let not entertainments of hymns comfort me.
I want to live in reality, though it would cause me pains. Then at least I know by what I was hit.
Those who escape their evilness tumble in darkness. They don't know who hit them. They are victims of their sleep. Woe to the bitter misery of the godless.
God is worthy of seeking! Only He is able to help us. Who would be a better friend? He is the hope of a wretched one.
God is rich, I know it, when I look at the glory of His deeds. He is good and merciful, I know it, when I look at Him in Jesus Christ.
What does a mere knowledge help me? It is useless if it doesn't lead to action. I cry for Him with all my heart, because I know He hears.
I take right words with me and come near to Him. I open my heart to Him and hide nothing from Him.
I seek God who has created heaven and earth. I answered Him who has given a great sacrifice for me.
This poor man called, and God heard me. My heart was longing for Him and got a response. He turned to me and comforted me with His mercy.
He forgave my sins for the sake of the sacrificial death of Jesus. God leads the wretched to happiness and fills the poor with His riches.
He answered to my cry and took me His own. His saving deeds are so wonderful!
A maker is always more than his deeds. God Himself is more wonderful than all that He has done.
Am I wretched because I am poor and sick? No! - We are wretched because of our evil thoughts and loveless deeds.
Who would like to think about his wickedness! Let a stream of entertainment take away our pains. Our laughing hides our evilness, there is malice behind our smile. Who dares to wake up?
Would I like to forget my evilness? Would I dismiss my misery? I am what I am and I cannot change myself. Therefore I seek the sleep of forgetting.
A terrible awakening! Death, wars and diseases, they woke us again. Who wants to know his misery? Could it be possible to live being awake?
"Could a faith help my misery? May I get comfort from a religion? No! - I do not want to be a victim of a religion! That's just believers who are miserable!"
How could a wretched one help another wretched one? Their faith is only good for covering their wickedness. I do not want to sleep in a church. Let not entertainments of hymns comfort me.
I want to live in reality, though it would cause me pains. Then at least I know by what I was hit.
Those who escape their evilness tumble in darkness. They don't know who hit them. They are victims of their sleep. Woe to the bitter misery of the godless.
God is worthy of seeking! Only He is able to help us. Who would be a better friend? He is the hope of a wretched one.
God is rich, I know it, when I look at the glory of His deeds. He is good and merciful, I know it, when I look at Him in Jesus Christ.
What does a mere knowledge help me? It is useless if it doesn't lead to action. I cry for Him with all my heart, because I know He hears.
I take right words with me and come near to Him. I open my heart to Him and hide nothing from Him.
I seek God who has created heaven and earth. I answered Him who has given a great sacrifice for me.
This poor man called, and God heard me. My heart was longing for Him and got a response. He turned to me and comforted me with His mercy.
He forgave my sins for the sake of the sacrificial death of Jesus. God leads the wretched to happiness and fills the poor with His riches.
He answered to my cry and took me His own. His saving deeds are so wonderful!
A maker is always more than his deeds. God Himself is more wonderful than all that He has done.
The cry of the saved
Again I seek Him. Not that He would help me. I seek Him only because I am interested in Him.
I am so happy that He heard me when I called Him. Jesus spoke to me. He manifested Himself to me and nourished my spirit with His glory.
By the grace of God I am what I am. He changed me. Who knows God has been born of God.
To be from God or not to be? That is the question! Jesus is the answer to it. He is the fountain of life.
We are transformed by watching Him. He is a changing power. A heart is known by its deeds, doings by being.
My heart attached to Him Himself and not to His deeds. Therefore my happiness stays and my faith in Jesus is not only a defence of my misery.
He has destroyed my evilness. My bad thoughts died in Him.
Who is the wretched believer who has a good testimony, but a bad heart? He says he is a child of God, but he thinks like a devil.
Don't be afraid! Jesus is just what He says Himself to be. Therefore also you can be that good what you confess to be.
Feel the misery of your bad thoughts! Grieve at the fountain of your bad deeds.
Come near to God in truth and He will come near to you in His grace. What a happiness it is to own a pure heart and godly thoughts.
Again I seek Him. Not that He would help me. I seek Him only because I am interested in Him.
I am so happy that He heard me when I called Him. Jesus spoke to me. He manifested Himself to me and nourished my spirit with His glory.
By the grace of God I am what I am. He changed me. Who knows God has been born of God.
To be from God or not to be? That is the question! Jesus is the answer to it. He is the fountain of life.
We are transformed by watching Him. He is a changing power. A heart is known by its deeds, doings by being.
My heart attached to Him Himself and not to His deeds. Therefore my happiness stays and my faith in Jesus is not only a defence of my misery.
He has destroyed my evilness. My bad thoughts died in Him.
Who is the wretched believer who has a good testimony, but a bad heart? He says he is a child of God, but he thinks like a devil.
Don't be afraid! Jesus is just what He says Himself to be. Therefore also you can be that good what you confess to be.
Feel the misery of your bad thoughts! Grieve at the fountain of your bad deeds.
Come near to God in truth and He will come near to you in His grace. What a happiness it is to own a pure heart and godly thoughts.
The cry of the hardened
Angry faces appear against me. Bitter mouths destroy the hope of a crying person.
"No, he doesn't hear me, as much as I cry! I have been left without an answer from God."
When God called to you, did you give an answer? So is it a wonder, if He doesn't give you an answer?
You dulled your ear to Him. You hardened your heart to His shout. Therefore He is silent when you cry.
They are looking at me, the hard eyes that don't remember what they saw. I have to face the hardened ears that don't remember what they heard.
"He has not called to me. Oh dear, would God have spoken to me? I wonder whether he even exists when he doesn't care about my distress."
Did you exist when God spoke to you? Your heart was under the spell of your idol. The object of your love was nothing.
Because you yourself are nonexistent He doesn't exist to you. When loving vanity, you have changed into the likeness of your god.
Can there be any trace left of His talk in your heart? Yes there can, if you soften your heart before Him.
Your soft heart notices that His words are near to you. You need not to fetch them from heaven.
Strike on the hardened hearts! Let's give them a possibility to become soft. Plough hearts deep, if only they didn't harden themselves any more.
Would you like to be miserable because of your evilness or to be hardened when escaping truth? Rather be miserable than hardened, for the salvation is prepared for the wretched people.
Angry faces appear against me. Bitter mouths destroy the hope of a crying person.
"No, he doesn't hear me, as much as I cry! I have been left without an answer from God."
When God called to you, did you give an answer? So is it a wonder, if He doesn't give you an answer?
You dulled your ear to Him. You hardened your heart to His shout. Therefore He is silent when you cry.
They are looking at me, the hard eyes that don't remember what they saw. I have to face the hardened ears that don't remember what they heard.
"He has not called to me. Oh dear, would God have spoken to me? I wonder whether he even exists when he doesn't care about my distress."
Did you exist when God spoke to you? Your heart was under the spell of your idol. The object of your love was nothing.
Because you yourself are nonexistent He doesn't exist to you. When loving vanity, you have changed into the likeness of your god.
Can there be any trace left of His talk in your heart? Yes there can, if you soften your heart before Him.
Your soft heart notices that His words are near to you. You need not to fetch them from heaven.
Strike on the hardened hearts! Let's give them a possibility to become soft. Plough hearts deep, if only they didn't harden themselves any more.
Would you like to be miserable because of your evilness or to be hardened when escaping truth? Rather be miserable than hardened, for the salvation is prepared for the wretched people.