My Father,
Enlarge my heart, open
my affections, open my lips, supply words that proclaim ‘Love lustres at Calvary’.
There
grace removes my burdens and heaps them on my 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 for ever 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.
From
The Valley of Vision pages 76,77
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