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    Love Lustres at Calvary

    018My 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, and sin for me;

    There the sword of thy justice smote the man,

    thy fellow;

    There thy infinite attributes were magnified,

    and infinite atonement was 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 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 all 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,

    experience 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.

    O Father, who spared not thine only Son that thou

    mightest spare me,

    All this transfer they love designed and

    accomplished;

    Help me to adore thee by lips and life.

    O 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, Arthur Bennett, The Banner of Truth Trust, 1975

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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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