Up Calv’ry’s mountain one dreadful morn
Walked Christ, my Savior, weary and worn;
Facing for sinners death on the cross,
That He might save them from endless loss.
“Father forgive them!” thus did He pray,
E’en while His lifeblood flowed fast away;
Praying for sinners while in such woe–
No one but Jesus ever loved so.
O how I love Him, Savior and Friend,
How can my praises ever find end?
Through years unnumbered on heaven’s shore,
My tongue shall praise Him forevermore.
Seems now I see Him on Calvary’s tree;
Wounded and bleeding, for sinners pleading–
Blind and unheeding– dying for me!
Avis Christiansen, 1895
Read Galatians 3:13-14
(Easter season is not far off. It worth taking some time to consider the wonder of Christ’s sacrifice. We were all blind and unheeding, and yet, He died to rescue us from endless suffering and loss. Precious Redeemer, indeed!)