From Laache’s Book of Family Prayer, “However, though at first we bear the cross with the greatest reluctance, we learn later on to bear it willingly. The heavier the cross for the true cross-bearers the lighter it becomes, the longer we bear it the dearer it becomes, until all our trouble and affliction become pure blessedness and everlasting songs of praise.”
Just so you know, I am in the bearing with greatest reluctance phase.
This week’s hymn is a familiar one to many people. It was written by Isaac Watts in 1707.
This hymn is truly Christo-centric. If you sing this hymn, there is no doubt which faith group you belong to. No one could deny that you are a believer in the One who died so that we may live.
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.