<TITLE>15. Par 129-135</TITLE>L-129 Let us pray. In the audience of the people this morning, is there some here that would like to say, "To me, I'm ashamed of my life. I'm not ashamed of Him. I'm ashamed of my life to offer to Him Who was made ugly, and despised by the world?"
"A Man of sorrow, acquainted with grief. We all hid our faces from Him," said the prophet. "He was despised and rejected. Yet we did esteem Him stricken and smitten of God. Yet He was wounded for our transgressions, and bruised for our iniquity; the chastisement of our peace was upon him, and with His stripes we were healed."

L-131 Would you be ashamed of Him? If you are, come to the altar and repent of your sins. If you're not ashamed of Him, and you're ashamed of your life that you've presented to Him, such an awful thing. You been ashamed many times before the boss, before your women friend, before your man friend, before your girlfriend or boyfriend. You've been ashamed of Him, Immanuel dwelling in you. Raise your hands and say, "God, forgive me for being ashamed."

L-132 Our Lord and our God, we humbly and most graciously ask You to accept our apology this morning for all of our shortcomings, for all of us at times are guilty. We are guilty for standing for Truth. We are guilty. When they want to call us some evil name, like, oh, "holy-roller," or some evil thing that is not so, yet sometimes we back off like Peter and warm ourself at the enemy's fire. Forgive us, Lord.
The new year's approaching us. May we start from this very hour, and see the super Sign of God among us, God living with us, dwelling in us, performing, doing exactly the way He did. And the evening Lights are here.
Forgive us of our shortcomings. Forgive our sins.

L-134 And we most graciously, Lord, accept Your Christmas Present, the Son of God to dwell in our flesh, our dust, to live with us, sanctifying His way by His Own Blood, and giving us the assurance of Eternal Life. We thank You. I thank You, Lord, for this great wonderful Present from God, for It is a gift, a gift of the Holy Spirit, all packaged up in the Name of the Lord Jesus. We're glad to receive it. We thank You because our church stands for that sign, because the sign stands for the Church's Teaching. We stand for it; it stands for us. And it's known among the Christians throughout the world today, of a poor, ignorant bunch of people at 8th and Penn Street, at Jeffersonville; that Immanuel, the Pillar of Fire from the wilderness, the Jesus of Galilee, the Holy Spirit of Pentecost, made manifested by all Immanuel's signs in the evening Light. We're so thankful, Lord. And many others see it and receive it. For we ask it in Jesus' Name, and for His sake and the church's sake. Amen.

L-135 I wished I had the voice of a singer. If I should have the voice of a singer just now, I would love to sing to you my favorite hymn, wrote by my precious friend, William Booth-Clibborn.
Down from His glory, the ever living story,
My God and Saviour came, and Jesus was His Name.
Borned in a manger, to His own a stranger,
The God of sorrow, tears and agony.
O how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My life, my sunshine, my all in all!
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.
What condescension, bringing us redemption;
When in the dead of night, not one faint hope in sight; (Then the forked lightning came.)
God, precious, tender, laid aside His splendor, (Stooping to a manger, a stable full of manure, to be borned in.)
Stooping to woo, to win and save my soul.
O how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all in all!
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.


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