TRUE STORY. Happy-joyous-victorious Easter!
Because of this:
Isaiah 53 (The Message) 2-6The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling, a scrubby plant in a parched field… a man who suffered, who knew pain firsthand. One look at him and people turned away. We looked down on him, thought he was scum. But the fact is, it was our pains he carried— our disfigurements, all the things wrong with us. We thought he brought it on himself, that God was punishing him for his own failures. But it was our sins that did that to him, that ripped and tore and crushed him—our sins! He took the punishment, and that made us whole. Through his bruises we get healed. We’re all like sheep who’ve wandered off and gotten lost. We’ve all done our own thing, gone our own way. And God has piled all our sins, everything we’ve done wrong, on him, on him.Matt Redman sings one of my all-time favorite songs about what happened on the cross
YOU LED ME TO THE CROSS (Jesus, Keep Me Near the Cross)
You Led Me To The Cross (double-click and open to listen)
VERSE 1:
You led me to the cross
And I saw the face of mercy in that place of love
You opened up my eyes
To believe Your sweet salvation
Where I’d been so blind
Now that I’m living in Your all forgiving love
My every road leads to the crossCHORUS:
Jesus, keep me near the cross
I won’t forget the love You’ve shown
Savior, teach me of the cross
I won’t forget the love
I won’t forget the love You’ve shownVERSE 2:
And there’s an empty tomb
That tells me of Your resurrection and my life in You
The stone lies rolled away
Nothing but those folded grave clothes
Where Your body lay
Now that I’m living as a risen child of God
My every road leads to the cross
Jesus died. But death couldn’t hold Him. He lives. He lives!
And there’s an EMPTY TOMB
That tells me of Your RESURRECTION and my LIFE in You
The stone lies rolled away
Nothing but those FOLDED GRAVE CLOTHES
Where Your body lay
Now that I’m living as a risen child of God
My EVERY ROAD LEADS to the CROSS
NOTE: Not sure why the last few seconds of the song are cut off, but you can finish it! Sing this: “My every road leads to the cross.”
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