This past Sunday at church, we closed our time by singing this song by Stuart Townend. My eyes teared as I sang and meditated on the truth of what he captured in these words - the story of what Christ did for the world, for me. And, as we approach Good Friday and Easter this week, I couldn't think of a better way to reflect on Christ's work on the cross than by focusing again on this... I am so thankful that, "His wounds have paid my ransom."
HOW DEEP THE FATHER'S LOVE FOR US
Written by Stuart Townend
How deep the Father's love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should 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 sin 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 power 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
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