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    Love Lustres at Calvary

    Photo Jan 22, 7 39 20 AM“My Father,

    Enlarge my heart, warm my affections,

        open my lips,

    Supply words that proclaim ‘Love lustres at Calvary.’

    There grace removes my burdens and heaps them

        on thy Son,

    made a transgressor, a curse, a sin for me;

    There the sword of thy justice smote the man,

        Thy fellow;

    There thy infinite attributes were magnified,

        and infinite atonement made;

    There infinite punishment was due,

        and infinite punishment was endured.

    Christ was all anguish that I might be all joy,

        cast off that I might be brought in,

        trodden down as an enemy

            that I might be welcomed as a friend,

        surrendered to hell’s worst

            that I might attain heaven’s best,

        stripped that I might be clothed,

        wounded that I might be healed,

        athirst that I might drink,

        tormented that I might be comforted,

        made a shame that I might inherit glory,

        entered darkness that I might have eternal light.

    My Savior wept that all tears might be wiped

        from my eyes,

        groaned that I might have endless song,

        endured pain that I might have unfading health,

        bore a thorny crown that I might have

            a glory – diadem,

        bowed his head that I might uplift mine,

        experienced reproach that I might receive

            welcome,

        closed his eyes in death that I might gaze

            on unclouded brightness,

        expired that I might for ever live.

    Oh Father, who spared not thine only Son that thou

        mightiest spare me,

    All this transfer thy love designed and

    accomplished;

    Help me adore thee by lips and life.

    Oh that my every breath might be ecstatic praise,

        my every step buoyant with delight, as I see my

            enemies crushed,

        Satan baffled, defeated, destroyed,

        sin buried in the ocean of reconciling blood,

        hell’s gates closed, heaven’s portal open.

    Go forth, O conquering God, and show me

        the cross, mighty to subdue, comfort and save.”

    From The Valley of Vision, edited by Arthur Bennett for The Banner of Truth Trust

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