<TITLE>12. Par 37-42</TITLE>L-37 Let's ask Thompson. What do you think about Him? Oh--or Charles Wesley, let's ask you what? One day, setting down and a storm coming up, and he was out on the beach. A storms blowed and the little sparrow went into his bosom. He took him on the inside, and he kept him in there; after the storm was over, he set him on his little finger, like that, and the little old sparrow flew his wings into the sky, into the sunlight. Faith struck down in his bosom, till after the storm was over, he wrote,
Rock of ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.
While the nearer waters roll,
While the tempest still is high;
That's what Wesley would say about Him. That's what John Wesley would say--or Charles Wesley, rather, the great poet and song writer.

L-38 And now, let's ask Hopkins, What would you think? Or ask Lowell Mason, What would you think? Here's what he would say,
My faith looks up to Thee,
Thou Lamb of Calvary,
Saviour divine!
Now hear me while I pray,
Take all my guilt away,
And let me from this day
Be wholly Thine!

L-39 Oh, what do you think of Christ tonight, audience? What do you think of Him today as He appears? What do you think of Him today as the Matchless One? I believe He's the same yesterday, today, and forever. His power...?...
Eddie Perronet. Let's ask him. He was a man who was considered; they told him he was crazy. And one day while standing in his room, the inspiration struck him. He grabbed a pen, and God let him write to the immortal wisdom, crowning of the coming of the Lord Jesus. He said,
All hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all.

L-40 Oh, my. Old blind Fanny Crosby, What do you think of Christ? Whose Son is He? She was blind. She never saw daylight. She don't know daylight from dark. What do you know about Him? She said,
Pass me not, O gentle Saviour,
Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by.
Thou the stream of all my comfort,
More than life to me,
Whom have I on earth beside Thee?
Whom in heaven but Thee?
Another one wrote,
Living, He loved me; dying, He saved me;
Buried, He carried my sins far away;
Rising, He justified freely forever;
Someday He's coming, O glorious day.

L-41 Chicago, I ask you this afternoon, "What think ye of Christ? Whose Son is He?" In His resurrection power, when He walked here on earth, He saw visions; He done miracles; He performed things. And He said, "These things that I do, shall you also." Nightly, you see those things performed right here in this church. What's your opinion of Jesus Christ? He's the Son of the living God. Isn't He? That's right.
I could ask today, Dwight Moody, what do you think of Jesus Christ? When he was dying there, he was asked that question, I believe, when he was dying. And he said, "Is this death?" He said, "This is my coronation day." Hallelujah. I tell you:
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our life sublime,
With partings leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
Footprints that perhaps another,
Sailing over life's solemn main,
For forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing shall take heart again.

L-42 My brother, my sister, "What think ye of Christ?" It's an individual question. It's a personal question to every one of you. Let's not reject Him in our generation. Let's accept Him as the virgin born Son of God. Build our hopes on nothing less than Jesus Blood and righteousness.
Let's stand now and give our testimony, tell the world what we think about Him; Who He is, what He is, and what He is to us.


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