That He Died

So much of the Gospels, on his final week
the last days of Christ’s walk upon this earth
More important than anything before

That he died, taking on our sin
suffering the pain, the shame
setting us free, making us clean

His sorrows, the king brought low for us
love surpassing our understanding
such was the import of that week

Up into heaven, on the third day he rose
but the stain of our sin, our names engraved
remaining on the flesh of our savior
in this age and the next

December 29, 2009

That He Died

http://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-he-died.html

Isaiah 53:3

Isaiah 53:3-5

and Day 116, “Man of Sorrows”, in

 “Daily Mediations: On Golden Texts of the Bible”,

by Henry Gariepy

http://books.google.com/books?id=9tjVtRt3TUMC&pg=PP1&dq=henry+gariepy&ei=6tqBSqLVDJiQyQT4i9DOCg#v=onepage&q=&f=false

read 12/29/09

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Isaiah 49:16

Isaiah 49:14-16

(and see John 10:24-28)

and Day 115, “Engraved on His Hands”, in

 “Daily Mediations: On Golden Texts of the Bible”,

by Henry Gariepy

http://books.google.com/books?id=9tjVtRt3TUMC&pg=PP1&dq=henry+gariepy&ei=6tqBSqLVDJiQyQT4i9DOCg#v=onepage&q=&f=false

read 12/28/09

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