On this Good Friday let us pause to remember God's great sacrifice in sending His only Son to die for our sins. Because of His obedience to the Father, His willingness to take on the limitations of humanity and the sins of the world, we are assured of absolute forgiveness and glorious life after death. We will rise with Him from the grave and live eternally.
The following hymn not only describes what Christ suffered but expresses so well my gratitude and love for Him.
O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown: how pale Thou art with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish which once was bright as morn! What Thou, my Lord, has suffered was all for sinners' gain; mine, mine was the transgression, but Thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! 'Tis I deserve Thy place; look on me with Thy favor, vouchsafe to me Thy grace. What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest Friend, for this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? O make me Thine forever; and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never
outlive my love for Thee.