This pivotal day in history, Good Friday, called this because on this historic day Christ atoned for the sins of the world, and they are legion. Those who follow Him as the Son of God, Savior, Redeemer are forgiven for past, present, and future sin. He is the Pascal Lamb, designated from the beginning of the world, to allow us to call God Abba, Father.
My Psalm 345 THREE SAD DAYS
One sad day the disciples saw
Their Lord crucified, Hanging on a tree.
The next sad day, they mourned His death
Feeling bereft, mourning His absence.
Another sad day the disciples saw
The Risen Lord ascending into heaven.
Can we even fathom
The abandonment
The disillusionment
The sorrow, confusion, loneliness they felt?
Only in scripture can we learn the Plan
God conceived for them for us, and all mankind.
For our sin,
For our depravity ,
For our idolatry,
For our iniquity,
For our faithlessness ,
For our betrayal,
Jesus had to die.
For our salvation,
For our sanctification
For our redemption,
For our restoration,
He conquered death.
For our celebration,
For His elevation
For our adoration,
He rose again.
For our comfort,
For our hope
For our blessing,
He ascended to reach the whole earth,
So the Father would send our Comforter.
The Holy Spirit, our counselor, the Power
To tell the Lord’s story to all generations
While we await Master’s sure return.
And on that day, while some will mourn
His true believers will rejoice forever
His Kingdom will come
On earth as it is in Heaven.
Death, where is your sting?
Grave, where is your victory?
Christ banishes sad days,
Turns them to blessed eternity.
There will be no tears, no death, no sorrow
Eternal rest will be our home
Our debt is paid by Christ alone.
For scripture tells us believers shall be
Where streets are gold and loved ones gather.
A cloud of witnesses and elders and angels
Will join everlasting praise to the Lamb,
Victory: The Great I Am.
Three sad days were short separations
For nothing comes between us and our Lord.
Hallelujah, Hosanna, Praised by Your Name,
Easter forever,
He’s alive,
He is risen,
He is risen indeed!
We’ll join nations, tribes, peoples, and saints
In everlasting praise,
Singing “Holy! Holy! Holy!
To the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit,”
In the throne room, in triumphant praise.
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