As I look upon
His nail-scarred hands
and thorny crown…
…and as I think how He
put on flesh
so we may obtain
His righteousness…
…or how the perfect
Lamb of God
Left heaven
For this sin-cursed sod…
…or how, when He knelt
In Gethsemane
His thoughts were for
Humanity…
…and how, as He hung
Upon that tree
His cries were still
For you and me…
…or as the spear
Thrust deep, His side
It was still for us
He cried…
…or how, by
Jesus' dying breath
We receive life
Through His death…
No, I don’t understand
Why I receive...
...but this I know
I believe
© Janet Martin
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith
—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God—
not by works, so that no one can boast. Ephesians 2:8-9
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son,
that whoever believes in him shall not perish
but have eternal life.
For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world,
but to save the world through him.
John 3 :16-17
Amen, Janet. This was beautiful. Happy Easter.
ReplyDeleteMosk, Thank-you and same to you!
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