3.25.2008

you have paid the very last

Since before Good Friday, meditating and worshiping and weeping with the thoughts expressed by a great hymn "How Deep the Father's Love". Love the version sung by these guys. Don't want to belabor a point I've been expressing, but the lyrics "His dying breath has brought me life; I know that it is finished" and "His wounds have paid my ransom" make it very difficult not to say "I told you so." In any case, complete lyrics here:

How deep the Father's love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
And make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the man upon the cross
My sin upon His shoulder
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

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