1. This song:
or this one...
or this one...
or this one...
2. This prayer:
Love Lustres at Calvary
My Father,
Enlarge my hear, warm my affections, open my lips,
supply words that proclaim 'Love lustrous at Calvary.'
There grace removes my burdens and heaps them on thy Son,
made a transgressor, a curse, and sin for me;
There the sword of thy justice smote the man, thy fellow;
There thy infinite attributes were magnified,
and infinite atonement was made;
There infinite punishment was due,
and infinite punishment was endured.
Christ was all anguish that I might be all joy,
cast off that I might be brought in,
trodden down as an enemy
that I might be welcomed as a friend,
surrendered to hell's worst
that I might attain heaven's best,
stripped that I might be clothed,
wounded that I might be healed,
athirst that I might drink,
tormented that I might be comforted,
made a shame that I might inherit glory,
entered darkness that I might have eternal light.
My Saviour wept that all tears might be wiped from my eyes,
groaned that I might have endless song,
endured all pain that I might have unfading health,
bore a thorny crown that I might have a glory-diadem,
bowed his head that I might uplift mine,
experienced reproach that I might receive welcome,
closed his eyes in death that I might gaze on unclouded brightness,
expired that I might forever live.
O Father, who spared not thine only Son that thou mightiest spare me,
All this transfer thy love designed and accomplished; Help me to adore thee by lips and life.
O that my every breath might be ecstatic praise,
my every step buoyant with delight, as I see
my enemies crushed,
Satan baffled, defeated, destroyed,
sin buried in the ocean of reconciling blood,
hell's gates closed,
heaven's portal open.
Go forth, O conquering God, and show me the cross,
mighty to subdue, comfort and save.
My Father,
Enlarge my hear, warm my affections, open my lips,
supply words that proclaim 'Love lustrous at Calvary.'
There grace removes my burdens and heaps them on thy Son,
made a transgressor, a curse, and sin for me;
There the sword of thy justice smote the man, thy fellow;
There thy infinite attributes were magnified,
and infinite atonement was made;
There infinite punishment was due,
and infinite punishment was endured.
Christ was all anguish that I might be all joy,
cast off that I might be brought in,
trodden down as an enemy
that I might be welcomed as a friend,
surrendered to hell's worst
that I might attain heaven's best,
stripped that I might be clothed,
wounded that I might be healed,
athirst that I might drink,
tormented that I might be comforted,
made a shame that I might inherit glory,
entered darkness that I might have eternal light.
My Saviour wept that all tears might be wiped from my eyes,
groaned that I might have endless song,
endured all pain that I might have unfading health,
bore a thorny crown that I might have a glory-diadem,
bowed his head that I might uplift mine,
experienced reproach that I might receive welcome,
closed his eyes in death that I might gaze on unclouded brightness,
expired that I might forever live.
O Father, who spared not thine only Son that thou mightiest spare me,
All this transfer thy love designed and accomplished; Help me to adore thee by lips and life.
O that my every breath might be ecstatic praise,
my every step buoyant with delight, as I see
my enemies crushed,
Satan baffled, defeated, destroyed,
sin buried in the ocean of reconciling blood,
hell's gates closed,
heaven's portal open.
Go forth, O conquering God, and show me the cross,
mighty to subdue, comfort and save.
~ Valley of Vision, p.42-43 by Arthur Bennett
3. This Book:
or this book...
4. This reality:
5. This verse:
6. Or this verse:
7. This reminder:
8. This Mantra:
9. This truth:
10. This poem:
5. This verse:
"There is therefore now no condemnation for those in Christ Jesus." (Romans 8:1)
6. Or this verse:
"He must increase, but I must decrease." John 3:30
7. This reminder:
... because she won't be this age for long...
8. This Mantra:
9. This truth:
... because silliness is a vital keepsake for sanity...
10. This poem:
... because I watch this, I see my husband, I bawl...
I could continually add to this with quotes like this...
or pictures like this...
or this comparison...
or this hard life lesson...
or this way of life...
... but we could be here forever by the time you see all the things I don't want to forget and then check out Melany's as well! Soooooo I'll stop there.
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