SATURDAY, MARCH 5, 2016
WHEN I SURVEY THE WONDROUS CROSS
When I survey the wondrous cross on which the Prince of Glory died my richest gain I count but loss and pour contempt on all my pride.
See from his head, his hands, his feet, sorrow and love flow mingled down. Did ere such love and sorrow meet, or crowns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine that were a present far too small. Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all!
This hymn sums up for me what Easter is all about. This is my number one hymn.
JESUS PAID IT ALL
Jesus paid it all and all to him I owe. Sin had left a crimson stain, he washed it white as snow.
Nothing good have I whereby his grace to claim. I’ll wash my garments white in the blood of Calvary’s lamb.
And when before the throne I stand in him complete, Jesus died my soul to save, my lips shall still repeat. Jesus paid it all, all to him I owe. Sin had left a crimson stain. He washed it white as snow.
The incredible sacrifice at Calvary can only bring forth an empty tomb!