|
Splendor Of The Cross
by
Betty Jean Robinson
How all of heaven must have shined that day
When
on a lonely planet far away
They watched their suffering King His head bowed
down
Tears seen thorns where there had been a crown
There were no
flowers blooming all around
Where His precious blood came streaming
down
See the King of Glory dying for the lost
Oh, the awesome splendor of
His cross
And that old cross will always testify to me
For there my
Savior died alone to make me free
And now what things were gained to me, I
count for loss
To own my Savior and the splendor of His cross
They
cursed Jesus and dared Him to come down
As they gambled for His robe there on
the ground
But God answered man's rebellion with His love
For all must
come to the cross and through the blood
Ten thousand angels stood at His
command
Yet, He cried, "Father forgive them for their sins"
Behold your
Savior dying for the love
Oh, the awesome splendor of the cross
And
that old cross will always testify to me
For there my Savior died alone to
make me free
And now what things were gained to me, I count for loss
To
own my Savior and the splendor of His cross
What things were gained to
me, I count for loss
To own my Savior and the splendor of His cross
GOD'S MOST AMAZING GRACE
If there had been another way,
Do you think He would have died?
No other man could take his place,
Not even if one tried.
God did not ask for volunteers,
But even if He had,
Would you have said, "Take me instead?"
Folks would have thought you mad.
None of us was good enough,
To take His place upon that cross,
None of us was rich enough,
To have paid that high a cost.
It's hard to believe a loving God,
Would sacrifice His Son,
But, it had to be that way, you see,
He was the only One.
He took our sin along with Him,
As directed from above,
None of us so generous,
We would offer that much love.
He said He would leave the tomb,
He would ascend to heaven,
Three days later He was gone,
Hallelujah! He Was Risen!
Brother, you could not substitute,
You could not take His place,
He took yours - the only way,
God's most amazing grace.
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
Copyright 2001
|
