1. How many years of bitter wind and rain, how many times of stormy, shenyang compound disappeared in the wind and rain, on the altar.
Sowed Abel's hard work. Oh, vine of God, where are you? Cedar of God, where are you?
Are you online? Where are you? Where are you?
2. The lambs were pitiful and left the flock sadly. God's flock is lost in the pasture. In the bleak wind
Shed all the sad tears, good shepherd! Where are you? Sheep's guard! Where are you?
Are you online? Where are you? Where are you?
3. Jerusalem in dreams, Jerusalem in tears, looking for you, looking for you in the fire of the altar; Looking for you,
Looking for you in the nail hole of the cross. Out of the valley of tears! How many more journeys are there? Go back to heaven! also
How long is it? How many more journeys are there? How many more journeys are there?
4. Decades of the valley of the shadow of death, decades of tears have dried up; He broke the shackles of death for me, he opened the road to glory for me, he made me no longer separate from the heart of the Lord, he made me no longer separate from the heart of the Lord, no longer separate, no longer separate.
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On February 27th, 65438980, Zhao Ximen, a servant of God, heard that his wife was martyred in Shule Prison, Xinjiang on 1960 (the whereabouts of her body were unknown), and Shule Church was baptized by fire. That is to say, he wrote this touching poem, which poured out his thoughts about the family of God for many years.
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Zhao Ximen was born in the northeast of China. He lost his father when he was a child. His mother is often oppressed by the local government, and she is always sad. As a dutiful son, Zhao Ximen must share his worries for his mother. One day, he asked his mother, "Who is bigger than Dibao?" Mother replied: "Township Head", and he immediately said: "I want to be a township head when I grow up!" The mother should say, "the township head also bullies the weak." Ask again: "Who grew up in the countryside? After asking so many questions, my mother finally replied, "Emperor". He said, "I want to be an emperor when I grow up." My mother said, "The emperor is just like them. Simon asked, "Is there anything bigger than the emperor?" Mother said, "That's God. Simonsson sighed and proudly replied, "I want to be a god when I grow up! "He is determined to uphold justice, vindicate orphans, vindicate widows and eliminate injustice on the ground.
As he grew older, Zhao Ximen studied hard, observed social life, and sought the truth of saving the country and the people and serving the country. He wanted to be a writer, to strengthen the body resistance and eliminate evil spirits, and to purify the polluted Wan Li, but he was frustrated repeatedly and in vain.
One day I walked through the church in meditation, awakened by the bell, and believed in it, but I was infected by the solemn environment and spiritual atmosphere. The Holy Spirit shook his heart through God's word, and suddenly I realized God's great love. My heart was completely new, and I was willing to give my body and mind to the Lord. Later, she married Yuan Muling, the granddaughter of the former prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, in the Lord's Mansion, and went to the seminary to get equipment.
During their stay in the seminary, the Holy Spirit called them to dedicate themselves and form a team to send the gospel back to Jerusalem. They played the flute and danced, threw pens into the army, packed their bags, took dry food, braved the war and spread all the way, from the marshes and the sea in Shandong to the border of Xinjiang and headed for Jerusalem.
Travel day and night, cross the war-torn Central Plains, and preach to refugees at any time; After Xi 'an, Lanzhou and Hexi Corridor, I preached to the soldiers, and after the vast Gobi and Wan Li sandstorm, I called for heaven and land, sang and prayed in the sky, and went straight to heaven; After passing through the Muye grassland where the sky is gray and the grass is low and cattle and sheep are everywhere, they praised God's extensive kindness and went through hardships, and finally arrived in the border town of Karachi, where they were chosen as the outpost to return to Jerusalem and wanted to work hard.
At the right time, the regime changed hands, so it was suppressed as a "religious spy" by the new regime. Members of the Northwest Spiritual Corps and the Evangelical Mission were arrested and imprisoned, and torture was strictly prohibited.
Yuan Muling died in prison. I don't know when he died, I don't know the cause of death, and I don't know where he was buried. Zhao Ximen spent 42 years in prison. The sage is trapped in his body, and his heart is in harmony with the sky, cherishing the love of the Lord and being closer. Sometimes they use poetry and painting to express their inner feelings, but they are finally discovered, which leads to a tragic situation. Zhao Ximen was first sent to the coal mine to dig coal, using artificial soil method to mine coal. He was tied by a rope and crawled in a short roadway to pull coal. He is small and weak, how can he complete the assigned task? So despite his best efforts, he was beaten and punished every day. In the end, he got sick because of fatigue and vomited blood, so he was transferred to a chemical factory with lighter work for labor reform. During this period, harmful substances and gases hurt his internal organs. When he was in a coma, he was sent to a prison hospital. After his condition improved, he was sent to prison to do propaganda work. The prison authorities found that there were paintings in his paintings and "Lushan Mountain" and "Cross" were hidden in the posters, so they accused him of various crimes and beat him black and blue with various kinds of torture. Later, he recalled that people covered his eyes with black cloth, punched and kicked him, and beat him. He is like a lamb in Xinjiang, fighting for the sheep and experiencing the patience and obedience of Christ Jesus.
Once, the guards provoked and forced him to abuse the Lord and give up his faith, but the perseverance of God's servants made them angry. In the cold winter, he was forced to take off his clothes, leaving only his underwear and standing outside, forcing him to submit. Knowing that the master and servant are standing in the courtyard, praying in their hearts and calling on the name of the Lord, they are greatly filled with the power of the Holy Spirit, firmly happy, standing upright, enjoying the beauty and sweetness of being with the Lord, and being close to God and detached. The jailer was surprised. Looking through the window, he saw the servant of God, Zhao Ximen, sweating and steaming. Reluctantly, I dragged him indoors, beat him all over with a wooden stool, hit him on the head, knocked him unconscious, and dragged him to a trumpet (only a dark room for one person). The master and servant lay in the trumpet for a long time, and heard the melodious music in their ears. A voice said to him, "Son, I am with you, and you will not die. I want you to be my witness. " When he woke up, he couldn't turn over, so he moved. He didn't know that he was lying in prison, and he didn't remember what happened until he touched the scar on his face.
Decades of imprisonment made him know the Lord better. He wrote a memoir, Gui Ka Duan Za, looking back on his way back to the cross. He wrote a new song that only people like him can sing:
"Raise your eyes and look west. The vast threshing floor is desolate, and the heart of the Lord is getting sadder every day. Who wants to go for God? Tears will spill on my clothes, blood will boil on my chest, and I will take up my cross and go to Calvary ... "
He wrote: "It is better to wear a nail in the sky than to ride an Egyptian saddle. 」
He wrote: "My arm is willing to pierce with the Lord."
He wrote: "Jerusalem in my dream, Jerusalem in my tears, how far am I from you?" ! How many more journeys are there? ! How many more journeys are there? ! 」
Uncle Simon, my spiritual father, you went home, you left us, you ran the way you should have run, you kept your faith, you won a beautiful battle, you rested from your work on the ground, you returned to your envied hometown, the well-established city envied by Abraham, you followed in the footsteps of shepherds and Marshal Jesus Christ who saved us. (Note: Brother Zhao Ximen returned to the Lord 200 1 year1February 7)