An Easter Thought/Song

Ok, ok, I know. Easter was over a week ago. Still, here's a song that's really had a grip on me since just before Easter right on through to now. It has everything to do with Easter. If you feel like it read the lyrics and if you don't, don't. That's easy, huh?

How Deep the Father's Love for Us

How deep the Father's love for us
how vast beyond all measure
that he should give his only Son
to make a wretch his treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss--
the Father turns his face away
as wounds which mar the Chosen One
bring many sons to glory

Behold the man upon a cross,
my sin upon his shoulders.
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held him there
until it was accomplished.
His dying breath has brought me life--
I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything,
No gifts, no power, no wisdom.
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
his death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from his reward?
I cannot give an answer.
But this I know with all my heart--
his wounds have paid my ransom.

by Stewart Townsend

Sometimes I realize just what kind of "wretch" I am (jealous, angry, judgemental, incredibly selfish...) and it is truly impossible to understand the depth of love it would take for God to forfeit his precious Son to make me his own, a daughter of God. For to those who recieve him, to those who believe on his name, he gave the right to become children of God (John 1:12). But my adoption was paid for in blood, Jesus' blood. "His wounds have paid my ransom." Why? That is a good question, isn't it? But the result: adoption, life, salvation, glory...the result is so precious!