Saturday, April 11, 2009

Death By Love

Consider the words to the following great hymn, written by Stuart Townend:

How deep the Father's love for us 
How vast beyond all measure 
That He would give His only Son 
To make a wretch His treasure 
How great the pain of searing loss 
The Father turns His face away 
As wounds which mar the chosen One 
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross 
My guilt upon His shoulders 
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice 
Call out among the scoffers 
It was my sin that held Him there 
Until it was accomplished 
His dying breath has brought me life 
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything 
No gifts, no powr's, no wisdom 
But I will boast in Jesus Christ 
His death and resurrection 
Why should I gain from His reward? 
I cannot give an answer 
But this I know with all my heart 

His wounds have paid my ransom

Tim Challies wrote in a post entitled Behold the Man Upon a Cross:

Townend is right—it was not the nails that held Jesus to the cross. He could so easily have escaped the cross and, even if He decided to go there, could just as easily have escaped from the cross. He could have stepped down and watched as His angels gained vengeance on the heartless men who had nailed Him to that tree. But He did not. Jesus remained there until the work was accomplished. He stayed there until He had done the work His Father had assigned Him. He stayed there until He had secured the redemption of all of His people. It was not the nails that held Him, but His love for the Father and His love for us. It was my sin that held Him there in the deepest expression of love the world could ever know. It was death by love.

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