Lord Jesus! we remember
The travail of Thy soul,
When, through Thy love's deep pity,
The waves did o'er Thee roll;
Baptised in death's dark waters,
For us Thy blood was shed;
For us Thou (Lord of glory)
Wast numbered with the dead.
(Little Flock Hymns #149)
When we look back, by faith, and see Jesus Christ, the Son of God, shedding His precious, sinless blood on Calvary's cross, and freely giving His life to pay the price for our sin, how can our hearts not be stirred with a mixture of joy and sorrow?
Joy, because of the awesome display of dying love that was exhibited towards us, and sorrow, because this was necessary because of our own sin.
But made Himself of no reputation, and took upon Him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men: And being found in fashion as a man, He (Jesus) humbled Himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.
Philippians 2:7,8
Whom having not seen, ye love; in whom, though now ye see Him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory:
1 Peter 1:8
We think of all the darkness
Which round Thy spirit pressed,
Of all those waves and billows
Which rolled across Thy breast.
Oh, there Thy grace unbounded
And perfect love we see;
With joy and sorrow mingling,
We would remember Thee.
Which round Thy spirit pressed,
Of all those waves and billows
Which rolled across Thy breast.
Oh, there Thy grace unbounded
And perfect love we see;
With joy and sorrow mingling,
We would remember Thee.
(Little Flock Hymns #245)
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