Run the Earth and Watch the Sky
Friday, April 22, 2011
The Veil is Torn
"But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his stripes we are healed."
Not one of his bones will be broken
They will look on him whom they pierced
R.C. Sproul Jr.
Repentance is not sorrow that He suffered but shame that I scourged Him, mocked Him, beat Him, spat on Him, crucified Him. He knew it was me.
" 'Twas I Lord Jesus, I it was denied you
I crucified You."
His death was so very real, and yet I cannot really fathom the sorrow of it, because
I have never had to live a minute believing Christ was dead.
I can't imagine what it would be like to think that that was the end . . . but it was only the beginning.
“But the Lord was pleased To crush Him, putting Him to grief.”
“He was crushed for
"Your death of anguish and Your bitter passion
For my salvation"
There is no hope but in that cruel death. And so the cross is beautiful to those who know the One who suffered there.
Oh death where is your sting?
Thanks be to God for the cross!
April 25, 2011 at 7:11 PM
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