Psalm 11, verse 4, if you'll stand with me, Reading from the King James Version, Psalm 11, verse 4. The Lord is in His holy temple. Read with me. The Lord's throne is in heaven. His eyes behold, His eyelids try, the children of men. Let's read it again together. The Lord is in His holy temple. The Lord's throne is in heaven. His eyes behold, His eyelids try, the children of men. Fathers, we come to you this morning. We are so grateful for this singular event. We thank you, Lord, for the third man who gave his life for us and now reigns on high according to your Word. Help us today, Lord, to be mindful of that, but not just today. Every day, because He lives, we will live also, and are living now in great expectation of soon seeing His darling face coming in the clouds of glory for us. Bless your word now. In Jesus' name we pray. Amen. You may be seated. The psalmist has been given the eyes of faith and has come to the realization of the veracity and the vicinity of God. It was a true statement for David of which the facts of the text cannot be denied and are without denial. But that that was given to David is also just as true today as it was then. Our Lord is in His holy temple. Do you believe that? that say amen to that. For indeed He is. Our Lord's throne is in heaven. His eyes behold, His eyelids try, the children of men, every last one of them. And if that be so, and as believers we have no doubt that it is, listen, then for a truth, hallelujah, Christ certainly did arise from the grave. He is risen. and he is Lord. It is finished. The salvation of the elect is accomplished. Christ is back on His throne in Heaven, ruling, reigning, and interceding for His people. If ever there was a time that called for worship, if ever there was a time that we should worship, if ever there was a time that we should prostrate ourselves upon the ground with our arms outstretched and our palms turned upward, it is today. No doubt of all the days that men would dare single out and make holy, perhaps it is this day. Though we might struggle as to deciding if this is a true day or not of the resurrection of Jesus Christ, it is nonetheless a day by which we can and should worship our King's victory over death, the grave, and hell. We just sang, up in the grave He arose with a mighty triumph over His foes. We just sang, He arose a victor over the dark domain and He lives forever as the only King. There will never be another. He has always been King. and He always will be King. And we cannot and dare not quibble about the date, because it is just one of the 365 days that we can and should worship and celebrate His victory over the dark domain for us. Would you not agree? The saints are not held to a day. We're not held to a time. We're not even held to a place by which we can celebrate such a magnanimous event. It can be celebrated in the front seat of your car. It can be even celebrated out in the yard. One time I remember this old preacher friend that I love so dearly, Brother Raymond Cook from down in Albertville, Alabama. I attended this church on Sunday morning and felt the call to the ministry, and I surrendered there. I went back to my home church, and my pastor says, well, if it's true, get up there and preach. Right away, stuck in the pulpit. Several years later, I was coming from Atlanta, and I came up through Albertville, Alabama, and stopped there, going to see Brother Raymond and talk to him for a little while. And as I come to the street, I looked, and he was outside Mone Yard. It's in the summertime in Alabama. I don't know why anybody wouldn't be out in the yard in summertime in Alabama, especially in the heat of the day. And there he was, and he had on his jumpsuit that he wore, had it all button-sleeved, had on his pit helmet, and he was pushing that lawnmower, mowing that yard. Well, he didn't see me, so I pulled the driveway to the other side of the house. I walked around the back, and then I come up behind him. He was doing like this as he was pushing, and I thought for sure he was getting ready to pass out. So, I come around here where he could see me, so I went to scare him, and I said, Brother Raymond, are you all right? He said, Brother Langerfeld, I said, you okay? He said, yeah, I'm just praising the Lord. I'm just praising the Lord. And I thought, my, my, my. Isn't this something? Dressed all those clothes on, a pit helmet, and hot as it is, and he's praising the Lord. That's what we can do. We're not held to a day. We're not held to a time. We're not held to a place. We can always, Lift the name of Jesus and God our father in this wonderful working plan of the ages to bring us to Christ and he give his life a ransom for hours that we would not be punished but have ever to We're not locked into some heathen generated and perpetuated system of worship and celebration as the idea of Easter has festered. That's why I never call it Easter. This for me is Resurrection Sunday. always has been, always will be. We can worship and celebrate this fantastic event anytime and anywhere. We have nothing in the paganistic idea that is Easter. We have nothing in an empty tomb in Jerusalem. Our Lord's resurrection has sealed us and our redemption is sure. Having this seal, the Lord knoweth them that are His. Can you say amen? The Lord knoweth them that are His. Chosen before the foundation of the world, Christ comes into the world and dies on the cross to give us eternal life. He whom we despised and rejected, He who was a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief for us, He from whom we once He whom we did not esteem hath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows. He whom was stricken, smitten of God and afflicted. He that was wounded for our transgressions. He that was bruised for our iniquities, chastised for our peace. He by whose stripes we are healed. He upon whom the Lord did lay all all our iniquities. He who was oppressed and afflicted, yet did not open his mouth, even as he was brought as a lamb before the slaughter. He who was taken from prison and from judgment. He who was cut off out of the land of the living. He who was stricken for the transgression of his people. He that made his grave with the wicked and with the rich in his death. He who had done no violence, neither was any deceit in his mouth. The Lord God has put to death for all of us. and make the hair on the back of your neck stand up to know that he's done that. But wait, there's more. He has put his darling son to grief. He has made his precious soul an offering for our nasty sin. But praise God, the Father has seen His intended bride and has prolonged His days and the pleasure of the Lord has prospered in His hand for us. The Father has seen the travail of His soul and is satisfied. Thank God. And if He's satisfied with Jesus, then He is satisfied with us. By His knowledge, His righteous servants has justified many whom we are also included that trust in him. For Christ has borne our iniquities. He has poured out his soul unto death for us. He was numbered with the transgressors for us. He has borne our sins, have made atonement for them. The handwriting of ordinances that were against us, he has soaked in his own blood and nailed them to his cross for us, for us. It's all for us. Oh, it's hard to fathom that he would do so much for us. And he was executed by the Father for every one of those sins. And as the death pangs wrecked and wracked his precious body, he cried, it is finished, crushing our adversary's head. He then gave the ghost, went down into the depths to conquer death and hell. And there snatched the keys of death and hell out of the very teeth of Satan, slamming the door shut forever, locking it away from us. Listen, none of his are going to hell, and he's saying to it even today. And then on that third day, on that third day, he walked out of the grave very much alive in his own body. went to heaven, poured out His own blood upon the mercy seat there for the sins of His people, appeasing the Father in every detail of it for His elect people, securing their resurrection and their eternity. He then appeared to His disciples and a host of others, lived here on earth in His glorified body for 40 days, and then ascended back into heaven to take His seat upon the throne of God. Hey! The Lord is in His holy temple. The Lord's throne is in heaven and there He forever maketh intercession for us. Before this day is out, He will probably have to intercede for one of your nasty sins. And you're a believer. Thus we have cause and can worship and celebrate His life. His death, His resurrection, 24-7. 365. Why don't you love that? Oh man, I've been excited this week to be able to preach today. Oh, but I'm telling you, I can't think of a time that I don't get excited when I think about the fact because He arose, I'm going to rise also. There ain't no grave, as the song says, that's going to hold this body down. My Pentecostal friends can tear that song up. But it's true. And only those who have been written in the last book of life will and can understand this that we do. The gravestone of death that kept us shut in has been rolled away and we literally stand with our King in His resurrection. I'm using a little bit of prose here, being artful about what I'm saying but no doubt the stone of sin and the press of hell itself was on you You were headed to a devil's hell just as fast as you could go. But the Lord Himself came and rode your stone away, resurrected your old dead carcass, regenerated, brought it back to life, saving you and giving you eternal life. Deliverance has come. We have the palms of victory. We alone can shout the victory. Grand resurrection has been made. Paul says in 1 Corinthians 15, 55, O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? Well, in two sense of it, Christ has taken your sting, O death. Christ has slammed you shut, O grave, to all his people. It has no hold on the redeemed. Not at all. There's nothing, nothing, nothing that can separate you from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus. If thou art saved today, your name is sure written in heaven itself, engraven on His hands. And every day without exception, He sees you and watches you, takes care of you in such fantastic, wonderful ways. Rejoice and be glad, saints of the Most High. Sin has been defeated for you. The calculations of hell have been voided. Your debt has been paid. Even the stain of sin has been washed whiter than snow. Death leaves no smell on thee. You are as clean as you can ever, ever be. You smell like the rose of Sharon. You smell like the lily of the valley. Thy cleanliness is like the bright of morning stars. You have become one with the Pharisee of 10,000. The white linen of the impeccability of Christ now clothes you. For he indeed has put his righteousness on you. My, my, my. And the father says, Where's that old nasty Daryl Lingenfeld? He can't be found. Oh, there he is. He's wearing Jesus' clothes. Hallelujah. You become His. He who is a crown of life has donned your head with it. Your feet have been shod with the gospel of peace. Truth girds your loins. You've been made to sit in heavenly places with Christ Jesus. Up from your grave, believer, Christ has risen. You are free, made free, and nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing will be able to hold you back. You will part the clouds and walk into glory, smelling just like that rose. Oh, but sinner, how dare you be so haughty in your refusals of Christ? You better not do it. I'm telling you, you better not refuse Him. You had better press your face to the ground and cry for mercy. Our text reads also that from His holy temple, from the Lord's throne that is in heaven, His eyes behold, His eyelids try the children of men. You'll not get away with it. He keeps a record. And I want to tell you that his record is exacting. Senator, he knows every one of your sins, has known them for all time. Why, you rebel? You'll rebel, you'll not save you. You cannot run from the holy God of heaven. There is no way. And truly today, you have no part in this celebration of His resurrection if you have not pled for the One who sits on the throne to save you from the wrath of God. You will not be resurrected to life. You will go to hell in your sins. And how sad it is that you will have no part with Him ever. Ever. Ever. Christ's act of salvation for the elect is only good for them that have been brought to see that He is their only hope of aborting God's wrath for sin and subsequent banishment to hell. If you try this here today, will you pass muster? I watch a lot of Ray Comfort's videos. I like old Ray Comfort. You may not know who that is. I'm sure Brother Steve does, maybe Brother Mike does. Ray Comfort has a living waters ministry, he calls it. He's a street preacher. Goes out and witnesses to people. And one of the ways he witnesses to them is ask them, do you think you're a good person? And invariably, everybody says yes. He said, well, if you stand before God in the judgment, do you think you'll pass muster? My words. They all said, well, why not? I'm a good person. He said, let's just see how good you are. Have you ever, ever, ever looked at a woman or a man and lusted after them? And they all said, well, yeah, I have. Well, Jesus says that if you looked at a woman or a man and lust in your heart, you've committed adultery, you've committed a fornication. That's a breaking law. Thou shalt not commit adultery. And then he says, you ever stole something, no matter how small it is, maybe a paper clip, maybe a pencil from work. And they said, well, yeah, I have. Well, by that then, I understand that you are a thief. And they don't get that. They don't like that at all. He said, Well, you stole something that makes you a thief according to what we know. And then on top of that, let me ask you this question. You're taking God's name in vain. They all invariably say yes. He said, Well, you wouldn't take your mother's name in vain. How come you took God's name in vain? And that's another commandment you've broken. And so by your own omission, you're a lying, thieving, adulterating blasphemer. Or some folks want to box his ears, but that was the truth. If they stood before God at that very moment, they would not pass muster. They would not pass go and get heaven. And then he goes on to tell him how Jesus Christ came into the world to satisfy the man's, the father, for the breaking of that law. And Jesus paid it all. And when he said, it is finished on the cross, He paved the way for us to be with God. I think no one, and I believe no one ever, ever will be able to stand before the Father without the blood of Christ being applied. If you have not pleaded for Him to save your soul, believing that indeed He died upon the cross and was buried, that God has raised Him from the dead on your behalf, Then you still hang over hell this very moment by a half-rotten thread. Your next heartbeat could plunge you in the depths of hell. I say what you ought to do is that you ought to run to Christ. Run to the One that sits on the throne. Wrap your arms around His nail-scarred feet and don't let go. Is that possible? Oh yes, it is. Maybe not in the realism that I'm talking about it, but certainly you can go to Him, plead with Him to save you, and all that do, He has never said no. Confess your sins. Confess Him at the same time as your Savior. Perhaps He'll even save you this moment, whether you are watching by Facebook, going to listen by sermon audio or are now listening by sermon audio, maybe you're sitting on these pews and you thought you were saved. But you've done an examination of your life and you realize you're not. You don't bear the fruit of a Christian. I beg you, turn to Jesus. Turn to Him. Look back at Psalm 11 one more time. And we close on these last verses of this psalm. Verse 5, The LORD trieth the righteous, but the wicked in him that loveth violence his soul hateth. Upon the wicked he shall reign snares, fire, and brimstone, and an horrible tempest. This shall be the portion of their cup." This is what they're going to get. But all of us that are saved, look at verse 7. For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness. His countenance doth behold the upright. Hallelujah. Can you say amen? low, and the grave He lay, Jesus my Savior, waiting the coming day. ♪ Jesus, my Lord, sing it. ♪ Up from the grave He arose, ♪ a mighty triumph for His foes. ♪ He arose a victor over the dark domain, ♪ and He lives forever with His saints to reign. ♪ He arose. Hallelujah, Christ arose.