Saved By Blood

You squeamards who deplore the spill of blood
Shed on the cross that set the price of grace,
Don't you know none e'er enjoyed freedom's bud
Who lost none o' the ruddy juice of the race?
If thieves bleed for stealing another's gold,
Or men's veins slashed while holding their lands,
What's the price for heav'n, where you'll not grow old?
The greater gems the greater price commands;
How much more the gore we should gladly yield!
Don't ask God to hide Christ's dear precious stain;
The cost to Him was too great for a shield,
That do-gooders be spared the sight of pain!
Wash me in the blood He shed on the cross
Save me because of the blood Jesus lost.

The American people collectively have hearts that have grown more tender in the 21at century than they were in the first centuries of the life of the nation. That may sound good; maybe we are growing in Christ's love and becoming more spiritual. But we would be wrong to draw such a conclusion. The tenderness is displayed by the barrage of front-page stories by the print media and the video of television showing bombings of American soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan. But where are the news stories showing the hundreds of unborn babies whose lives are taken every day in this country behind shuttered doors and windows. The soldier's life is valuable, of course, but at least he has lived 20 or more years and is fighting to protect the citizens of this country. What did the infants die for? I suppose they died for the convenience of the mothers and to provide income to the doctors and investors. Our tenderness for our soldiers is a growing obstacle that endangers the continued existence and liberty of the nation, and the growing callousness toward aborting infants' lives does nothing for the nation except increase God's anger at us, because He detests the sin of killing infants.

I fear that the citizenship of America will fail in a time of testing such as we faced in the 1940s. When Japan bombed Pearl Harbor, the recruiting stations were flooded for weeks and months with volunteers for military service. We face the continuing threat of Islamic terrorism, and it will only grow worse. Will we fight to keep our freedom? If there was a way to move time back, I wish you could walk down any street in small-town America in 1944 and look at every house. Each had one or two banners hanging proudly in the front window. Some banners were trimmed in red and had 1, 2, 3, or 4 red stars, proclaiming the number of service men and women away in military service from that house. Some had a gold-trimmed banner also. It always had one gold star which meant a soldier from that house had bled and died in the service of his country. Every American in this nation today should take that walk. We were a united people willing to give our lives to extend the life of the freest country on earth. I fear this people will not feel that way when their trial-by-fire comes.

God is not one to regard human life as so precious, either for believers or non-believers. His Bible is not a book that is politically correct, environmentalist, or psychological feel-goodness. When the Pharaoh's army pursued the escaping Jews down into the divided Red Sea, God allowed the waters to drown the whole army. When Israel prayed to God to help them defeat Amalek in the desert, He told them He would, and He told them to kill everyone of the Amalekites. When He told the Israelites to cross the Jordan, invade Canaan, and take the land as their own forever, He told them to kill every one of the Canaanites. They were to make no peace treaty, not let one escape, kill all the captured livestock, not taking even one goat for themselves. So it goes through the whole history of man. In the battle of Armageddon at the end-time, Christ is goind to slay five-sixths of the 200 million-man army besieging Israel. I know God has His good reasons for giving such brutal commands to His people, but I can't tell you what those reasons are. The blood Jesus shed for lost men on the cross is the means that saved my soul to heaven, and it's there for you, too.