In the words of Bishop How:It is a thing most wonderful,
almost too wonderful to be,
that God's own Son should come from heaven,
and die to save a child like me.
And yet I know that it is true:
he chose a poor and humble lot,
and wept, and toiled, and mourned, and died,
for love of those who loved him not.
I cannot tell how he could love
a child so weak and full of sin;
His love must be most wonderful,
If he could die my love to win.
Wonderful words, as are these by Thomas Kelly:
We sing the praise of him who died,
of him who died upon the cross;
the sinner's hope let men deride,
for this we count the world but loss.
Inscribed upon the cross we see
in shining letters, 'God is love';
he bears our sins upon the tree;
he brings us mercy from above.
Dear Jesus, Thank you for your death on the cross!
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Thanks be to Thee for all the pains and insults you bore for me. This Good Friday is the first since my dear Mum and Dad died and I feel them so close now that they have passed to higher service. They gave me a sure grounding in faith and Love.
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