Pain (Luke 23:44-49)

What has the Father done,
In punishing His son?
What wrath has He imposed,
To treat Him as His foe?
To such a torture sent,
His body bruised and bent,
In naked shame displayed,
To suffocate in pain,
While dogs and vultures swarm,
To desecrate His form.
Is this the price of sin?
The Son of God condemned.
You secret-keepers see,
The cost then to redeem.
Behold your Savior’s pain,
Why shrink, then, from His name?
Will you not yet confess,
This King of Righteousness,
Before the courts of man?
Or else would you be damned?
What mercy God has shown,
Redeeming us – His foes.
The risen Christ revealed,
His horrid wounds now sealed.
We’re summoned to His throne,
He calls us all His own!

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Meditation (Psalm 32:1-6)

(To the tune of “Ar Èireann Nì Neosainn Cè hì”)

Oh how blessed is the man God redeems,
He whose sins have been taken away.
Oh how bless is the man God calls clean,
Who is righteous in all of his ways.
But the weight of my sins as a chain,
In a moment would strangle my soul.
Yet You poured on Yourself all my pain,
And my punishment You paid in full.

I endeavored to fight sin alone,
God, Your hand it was heavy on me.
How my soul burned! My vigor had flown.
How my bones groaned in my misery!
I acknowledge my faults where I stand,
All my sins I confess openly,
On myself I have pointed my hand,
But You take all my sins off of me.

Let me teach all the nations Your praise,
And a song of deliverance sing.
Let me show all the peoples their place,
As we bow at the feet of our King.
So whenever the harvest abounds,
Or when we are a byword and loathed,
At all times, Lord, You may still be found,
In Your righteousness ever we’re clothed.

Leviticus 26:14-46: Covenant Curses

Cursed are those who disobey:
With sweat and bleeding pain,
With thorns all they will reap,
With darkness in the day,
The clouds their rain will keep.

Cursed are those who disobey:
And they shall walk in fear,
With ravaging of beasts,
With sickness ever near,
When harvesting will cease.

Cursed are those who disobey:
The Lord shall send distress,
Who rouse His furious rage,
Will eat their children’s flesh,
In desolation razed.

Cursed are those who disobey:
Who challenge what God loves,
The holy desecrate,
His graciousness rebuffed,
They’ll see His holy hate.

Cursed are those who disobey:
Destroyed by foreign foes,
They’ll flee though none pursue,
Their blood in ravage flows,
Their seed God will dilute.

Cursed are those who disobey:
Is that not all of us?
Who break the Law of God,
Who never can be just,
Deserve His dreadful rod?

Cursed are those who disobey:
But Jesus took the curse,
With thorns, and sweat, and blood,
And darkness on the earth,
To take the wrath of God.

Cursed are those who disobey:
But humble then your heart,
Confess your sordid sins,
Forgiveness He imparts,
To those who trust in Him.

Cursed are those who disobey:
Yet He now counts us blessed,
Removing all our sins,
In righteousness now dressed,
Acceptable to Him.

Then you will take the land,
With children your reward,
Accepted from His hand,
A blessing from the Lord.