| The Passion of the Cross |
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Dear Lord Jesus, give me a closer glimpse Into Your heart divine - As, You set Your heart with passion, To Golgotha, for this heart of mine. Release my sight to look beyond The things of earth I crave - So I can understand the reality That made Your heart so brave. What was the wonder that You saw To stagger under my sins heavy load, For the love of all mankind, With such amazing grace to show ... That I may be free from the grip of sin And not bear it's end alone? For, now, I see, You came to have my life. But, why want it as Your own? Why bear all of this deep darkness And step fearlessly toward the pain? You never turned your heart away But hung there, dying in the rain. That rain came down with thunder. It came hailing down with sting. It railed, sharply, at Your very life. It filled your soul within. What was it, Lord, that You could see Of wondrous joy that lay ahead, To cry "Father, please forgive them," As, with love, You bowed Your head? I can but thank you, dear Lord Jesus, That You bore all of my blame. I ponder whether, deep down inside, Were You, somehow (in the pain), almost singing So very softly in the rain? My Lover spoke and said to me Arise my darling, my beautiful one and come with Me. See the winter is past, the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth, the season of singing has come. Song of Solomon 2:10-12 |
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