- Simple Living
Wednesday, 11 June 2008
"I saw one hanging on a tree in agony and blood
who fixed his loving eyes on me as near His cross I stood.
And never till my dying breath will I forget that look.
It seemed to charge me with His death, though not a word I spoke
My conscience felt and owned the guilt, and plunged me in despair.
I saw my sins His blood had spilt, and helped to nail him there.
But with a second look He said "I freely all forgive.
This blood is for your ransom paid. I died that you might live.
Forever etched upon my mind
Is the look of Him who died
The Lamb I crucified
And now my life will sing the praise
of pure atoning grace
That looked on me and gladly took my place
Thus while his death my sin displaced for all the world to view,
such is the mystery of grace: it seals my pardon too.
With pleasing gried and mournful joy, my spirit now is filled -
that I should such a life destroy yet live by Him I killed
Praise you Jesus for your atoning grace and mercy.