What does a man need to know when beginning his pastoral labors? What will enable him to endure the inevitable hardships and discouragements over the course of his ministry? How is it possible for him to finish well? These were the questions raised and answered at this year’s East Coast Ministers’ Conference, put on by Banner of Truth.
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Christ The End of the Law: A Poem by Jeffrey Williams
Do not forget as we pursue our King upon His throne,
It has all been His work, we have no righteousness of our own.
A poem based on Spurgeon’s sermon, “Christ the Spoiler of Principalities and Powers” by Jeremy Bowser
On the cross, Christ made a spoil of principalities and powers,
The Prince of Darkness was cast out, and to the confines of hell he cowers.
A Spurgeonic-inspired poem by Brandon Ivy
A day will come, a trumpet sound,
When death itself will not be found.
Its reign will end, its power cease,
And we shall rise to endless peace.
A Christian Reading of Judges 19-21 | Jared M. Saleeby
We need not fear difficult texts like Judges 19-21. Rather, we should embrace them as Christians, knowing that even the passages that pronounce the depravity of humanity remind us of the cure found in Christ.
Preaching and Textual Variants | Jared Ebert
PREACHING AND TEXTUAL VARIANTS By Jared Ebert[1] It is an undisputable historical fact that among the...
A poem on Spurgeon’s “Christ, Destroyer of Death” by John Wright
At His coming, Hallelujah!
Death will be forever slain.
All His foes are made his footstool.
Over all them, He must reign.
A poem on Spurgeon’s “Christ the Spoiler of Principalities and Powers” by Joshua Avila
Acknowledge the defeat of Satan and his demons,
The victory over the dark,
How Christ spoiled the principalities and powers,
Oh how our Savior died,
Oh how our Savior lives!
A poem on Spurgeon’s “Christ the End of the Law” by Corey Shaver
O Christ, your Law is just and good,
Our daily meditation.
We look not for our life in it,
Nor for justification.
Obedience to you we find
To be our joyful task.
Your law not grievous to the mind
of those who in you bask.
A poem on Spurgeon’s “Christ, Destroyer of Death” by Luke Schmeltzer
Death is still our hateful foe,
And its damage to our world we lament.
Yet Christ shall put an end to its woe,
When trumpet sounds and sky is rent.