3/1/11

Grace

"Thou Son of the Blessed,
what grace was manifest in thy condescension!

Grace brought thee down from heaven,
grace stripped thee of thy glory,
grace made thee poor and despicable,
grace made thee bear such burdens of sin,
such burdens of sorrow,
such burdens of God's curse,
as are unspeakable.

O Son of God!
grace was in all thy tears,
grace came bubbling out of thy side with thy blood,
grace came forth with every word of thy sweet mouth.

Grace came out where the whip smote thee,
where thorns pricked thee,
where the nails and the spear pierced thee.

O blessed Son of God!
here is grace indeed!
unsearchable riches of grace!
unthought-of riches of grace!
grace to make angels wonder,
grace to make sinners happy,
grace to astonish devils.
-John Bunyan Saved by Grace