I delight in the thought that I shall see Jesus on the Throne of God, but I sometimes wish that I could have seen Him on the Cross for it was there that His love reached its climax, as He bore my sins in His own body on the tree! Alas! and did my Savior bleed, And did my Sovereign die! Would He devote that sacred head for such a worm as I?
Was it for crimes that I have done, He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree!
[Charles H. Spurgeon]
1 Peter 2:24 ... Who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by whose stripes ye were healed.
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