My Faith Has Found A Resting Place

My faith has found a resting place—

Not in device or creed:

I trust the Ever-Living One—

His wounds for me shall plead.

I need no other argument,

I need no other plea;

It is enough that Jesus died,

And that He died for me.

Enough for me that Jesus saves—

This ends my fear and doubt;

A sinful soul I come to Him—

He’ll never cast me out.

My heart is leaning on the Word—

The written Word of God:

Salvation by my Savior’s name—

Salvation through His blood.

My great Physician heals the sick—

The lost He came to save;

For me His precious blood He shed—

For me His life He gave.

LIDIE H. EDMUNDS (NINETEENTH CENTURY)

THE PIONEERING radio preacher Donald Grey Barnhouse used to ask, “When you get to the pearly gates and God asks, ‘Why should I let you into my heaven?’ what will you say?” This song is an answer to that question.

God does not run heaven like a country club or a successful corporation. We cannot get in on our own qualifications. The door is barred to all who try to earn their entry. But it swings wide open for the simple saint who affirms in faith, “I need no other argument, I need no other plea; it is enough that Jesus died, and that He died for me.”

Make sure that your own hearts are not evil and unbelieving, turning you away from the living God. You must warn each other every day, while it is still “today,” so that none of you will be deceived by sin and hardened against God. For if we are faithful to the end, trusting God just as firmly as when we first believed, we will share in all that belongs to Christ.

Hebrews 3:12-14