The Intercessor (Compilation)

It's only boldness to the throne of grace. And yet, Lord, our boldness is in humility. With a consciousness, Lord, that before thine everlasting throne we have no lustre of our own.

We think of the seraphim and cherubim and others that bow down before thee. We're glad, Lord, that they don't have to break off and go here and yonder because your word says that the holy beings cease not to say by their night, holy, holy, holy. Father, we thank you for the awesome things that we've sung tonight.

That mild, who laid his glory by. Lord, there's no explanation except love and mercy that he should lay aside his crown to wear a crown of thorns. There's nothing sensible about him laying aside his majesty, seeking to be worshipped, to come to earth to be whipped by wicked men, sacrificing the majesty and the holy presence of his father, and yet coming to this same curse to us.

And he was despised and rejected of men. He came to his own. It had been warned for hundreds and hundreds of years that a virgin would bring forth a child, that his name would be called Wonderful, Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

And yet when he came, it already had an outline. In Isaiah 53, there was that marvellous crucifixion. It had already been warned of a millennial age that would come.

And it was all before them, and yet they saw him not, they understood him not, they received him not. But Lord, that's no worse than our blind generation. It's no worse than our preachers that are blind leading the blind.

It's no worse, Lord, than the earth which is so cursed with heresy and corruption and lying and falsehood. We're sinking in a sea of gross immorality and darkness and materialism and humanism. And now there's no answer for this situation.

We know not how the spirit moves. Your blessed word says that in John 3, the wind blows where it lifts us. We know the, nobody knows the birth of the wind.

We can't predict where it will go or what it will do. It's inscrutable in many ways. But Lord, we bless you, the spirit of the living God is exactly like that.

You come upon whom you will, where you will, when you will. And Lord, we're looking for that moving of your spirit in this very area. Lord God, again we say in the language of your word, don't let us die in our sins.

Don't let Tyler go to hell, Lord, because he hasn't lifted up his family in your holy name. Surely he has borne our grief. He carried our sorrows.

Yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions. He was bruised for our iniquities.

The chastisement of all things was upon him. And by his stripes we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray.

We have turned everyone to his own way. And the Lord has laid on him the iniquity. He was oppressed and he was afflicted.

Yet he opened not his mouth. He was led as a lamb to the slaughter and as a sheep before his shears is silent. So he opened not his mouth.

He was taken from prison and from judgment. And who will declare his generation? For he was cut off from the land of the living. For the transgressions of my people he was stricken.

And they made his grave with the wicked, but with the rich at his death. Because he had done no violence nor was any deceit in his mouth. Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise him.

He has put him to grief. When you make his soul an offering for sin, he shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the Lord shall prosper in his hand. He shall see the labor of his soul and be satisfied.

By his knowledge my righteous servant shall justify many. For he shall bear their iniquities. Therefore I will divide him a portion with the great.

And he will divide the spoiled with the strong. Because he has poured out his soul unto death. And he was numbered with the transgressor.

And he bore the sin of many and made intercession.