Grab your bible. Find a place where you can meditate on this passage. Take some time to stay at the foot of the cross:
Read Mark 15
How can the hands that hung the stars
Hang, nailed, upon a tree?
The feet that walked with Adam’s steps
Are pierced for one like me.
Thy feet were nailed upon the tree,
To trample down our sin;
Thy hands stretched out for all to see,
To take thy murderers in.
Hear Him cry out, the Word made flesh,
Who called all things to be;
The sun, which knows His voice so well,
In shock holds back its beams.
Hear how He groans, while nature shakes,
And earth’s strong pillars bend!
The temple’s veil in sunder breaks,
The solid marbles rend.
‘Tis done! The precious ransom’s paid.
"Receive my soul," He cries!
See, now He bows His sacred head!
The God of angels dies.
But soon He’ll break death’s envious chain,
And in full glory shine.
O Lamb of God, was ever pain,
Was ever love like thine!
Matthew Sigler is the interim campus minister at SC.
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