Friday

“A murderer they save, the prince of life they slay.”

“Guilty vile and helpless we,
Spotless Lamb of God was he,
Full atonement, can it be?
Hallelujah, what a Saviour!”

“He was a man of sorrows, familiar with suffering and acquainted with grief…”

“…by his wounds, we are healed..”

“Come and weep, come and mourn,
For your sin that pierced him there,
So much deeper than the wounds of thorn and nail,
All our pride, all our greed, all our fallenness and shame,
And the Lord has laid the punishment on him.

We worship at your feet, where wrath and mercy meet
And a guilty world is washed by love’s pure stream
For us he was made sin, O help me take it in,
Deep wounds of love cry out, Father Forgive.
I worship, I worship the Lamb who was slain.”

“Here might I stay and sing,
No story so divine,
Never was love, dear King, Never was grief like thine.
This is my friend, in whose sweet praise,
I all my days could gladly spend”

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