On many LORD’s Day mornings, as we remember the Savior’s sacrifice, lingering in the harsh reality of sin’s price, this chorus slows in rich tones that deeply touch my heart:
He bore it all alone.
He gave Himself to save His own.
He suffered, bled, and died.
(Ben H. Price, 1914)
. . .
Alone to bear the wrath.
Alone to carry the weight.
Separated from GOD.
In utter darkness.
Because of Him,
I will never know
That depth of sorrow.
That separation from GOD.
I am welcomed near.
Because of Him.
. . .
Behold, a spotless Victim dies,
my surety on the tree;
the Lamb of GOD, the Sacrifice,
He gave Himself for me.
Whatever curse was mine He bore;
the wormwood and the gall,
there, in that lone mysterious hour,
my cup, He drained it all.
LORD JESUS, Thou and none beside,
its bitterness could know,
nor other tell Thy joy’s full tide
that from that cup shall flow.
Thine is the joy, but yet ‘tis mine.
‘Tis ours as one with Thee;
my joy flows from that grief of Thine;
Thy death brings life to me!
And while the ages roll along,
this shall my glory be;
and this the new and endless song,
Thy love to us – to me!
. . .
My GOD, My GOD, why have you forsaken Me? (Psalm 22:1, Matthew 27:46, Mark 15:34)
You who have been far away have been brought near through the blood of CHRIST. (Ephesians 2:13)
Because of JESUS, my Savior, FORSAKEN is a dark reality I will never know. Instead, He continually pursues my heart, my life He paid to redeem, to draw me near, still nearer to His wounded side. There is no other so precious as He, the Lover of my soul. May every part of my being respond in humble adoration and worship this morning!
You shall no longer be called “Forsaken”… but you shall be called Hephzibah [My Delight in Her]… for the LORD delights in you. – – I will betroth you to Me forever; yes, I will betroth you to Me in righteousness and justice, in loving kindness and mercy. (Isaiah 62:4-5, Hosea 2:19)