My Redemer Lives

The Buddhist can't say his Redeemer lives. Amen? Pray for them. You go to Bombay, India, check out Buddha's tomb.

Bones down there. Amen? The Muslim can't say, my Redeemer lives. You go to Mecca, check out Muhammad's tomb.

Bones down there. Amen? Well, glory, you go to Jerusalem. Check out my Jesus tomb.

He ain't dead. He ain't even sick. He's alive and seated at the right hand of the Father.

Amen? Boy, you ask me how I know He lives? He lives in my heart. Amen? Woo, what a Savior. He's the Alpha, the Almighty, the Amen, the Ancient of the Days.

Amen? He's the Beginning, the Begotten, the Beloved, the Bread, the Branch, the Bridegroom. He's the Bright and the Morning Star. Amen? He's my Banner.

He's my Consolation, my Covenant, my Counselor, my Carpenter, and my Captain. Amen? He's my Comforter. He's the Consuming Fire, the Bible calls Him one of His names.

He's the Door. He's the Deliverer. He's the Daysman, the Daystar.

He is the Elect. He is from everlasting to ever... Let's just talk about Jesus for a minute. Alright? I feel like talking about Jesus for a little bit.

Amen? Some of you men are going to be glad I'm talking about Him for a while too in a minute. Alright? He's my Forerunner. This is the name of Jesus.

He's my Forerunner, my Finisher, my Friend, my Fountain, and my Foundation. He's my God, my Guard, my Guide, my Gift, my Governor, and my Guarantee. He's the Head of the Body, Brother Joe Sin.

He's the Heir of all things. He's the Hope of Glory. He's Hell's Dread and Heaven's Wonder.

Amen? He's the I Am. He's the Image of the Invisible God. He's the Judge.

He's the Just One. He's Jesus Christ, our Lord. He's my Lamb, my Lily, my Light, my Love, my Lord.

He's the Lawgiver. He's the Lily of the Valley. He's the Light of the World.

He's the fairest of thousands. I don't know what you're looking for, but you come to Jesus, you quit looking. Amen? He's my Master.

He's the Mediator. He's the Man of Sorrows. He's the Most Holy and Mighty God.

He's Nazarene, the Nazarite, and He's Number One in Time and Eternity. He's Omnipotent, Omnipresent, Omniscient. He's Priest, Prophet, and Potentate, Son.

He's my Rock, my Refuge. He's the Rose of Sharon. He's the Sure Foundation.

He's the Savior of the World. He's the same yesterday, today, and forever. He's the Truth.

He's the Tabernacle. He's the Tree of Life. Amen? He is the Unspeakable Gift.

Honey, I don't know what you're looking for. You come to Jesus, you quit looking. He's the King of the Jews.

He's the King of the Gentiles. He's the King of Righteousness. He's the King of the Ages.

He's the King of Heaven. He's the King of Glory. He's the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

He's Enduringly Strong. He's Entirely Sincere. He's Eternally Steadfast.

He's Immortally Grateful. He's Immeasurably Powerful. He's Immensely Merciful.

He is the Greatest Phenomenon of all the Ages. You see, He's God's own Son. He is the sinner's Savior.

He is the centerpiece of civilization. He is unparalleled. He is unprecedented.

He is the loftiest Word in all of literature. He is the highest personality in all of philosophy. He is the supreme problem, Brother Joe, in high criticism.

He is the only one qualified, Brother Ricky, to be called an all-sufficient Savior. You know why? Because He supplies strength for the weak, escape for the tempted. He sympathizes.

He saves. He guards. He guides.

He heals the sick. He cleanses the leper. He forgives sinners.

He discharges the debtor. He delivers the captive. He defends the feeble.

He blesses the young. He regards the old. He rewards the diligent.

And He serves the unfortunate. He's the keyway to knowledge. He's the doorway to deliverance.

He's the pathway of peace. He's the roadway to righteousness. He's the highway to glory.

His office is manifold. His promise is sure. His goodness is limitless.

His mercy is everlasting. His love never changes. His Word, it's enough.

His grace is sufficient. His yoke is easy. And His burden is light.

I wish I could describe Him to you, but He's indescribable. Amen. He's indestructible.

He's incomprehensible. You can't get Him off your mind. You can't get Him off your hands.

You can't outlive Him. And you can't live without Him. Head couldn't kill Him.

And death couldn't have Him. And bless God, the grave could not hold Him. Son, I don't know what you're looking for.

You come to Jesus, you quit looking. Amen. Whoa! I'm sure glad.

Honey, you got me fired up with that song. I like that song. Where is she at? My Redeemer lives! A lady called me here a while back.

Wanted to sell me a barrel plot. I usually think about the right thing to say about five minutes after I hang up. That day I prayed up.

I said, no ma'am, I wouldn't like to buy one. My wife was sitting right beside me. She's God's my witness, my hand in the air.

I said, I wouldn't like to buy one, but I would like to rent one. She said, you want to do what? She said, sir, did you say you want to rent a barrel plot? You know, I just got in from someplace. You know, about five or six o'clock when they start doing a lot of calling.

She said, you want to rent? My wife said, rent what? I said, time out, honey. I've got a deal working here. My wife was sitting right beside me.

I said, yes, ma'am, I'd like to rent a barrel plot. She said, sir, I don't know what you're talking about. She said, we don't rent barrel plots.

She said, what do you mean? I said, well, let me see if I can explain it to you. I said, I'm a Christian, and my Redeemer liveth. Huh? Amen? I said, see, here's the way it works.

You sell me a barrel plot today. I die tomorrow. You bury me the next day.

And then Jesus comes back the next day. You can have that hole in the ground back. I ain't going to need it.

Amen? I said, my Jesus was buried in a borrowed tomb. He didn't need His but three days. She said, that's the greatest thing I've ever heard of in my life.

She started laughing. She said, I'm going to tell my boss maybe we can start renting a lot. You know what I mean? Now, see, if I was a Buddhist, I'd want to buy one.

Bless her heart.