His robes for mine, such anguish none can know. Christ, God's beloved, condemned as though His foe. He, as though I, accursed and left alone; I, as though He, embraced and welcomed home I cling to Christ, and marvel at the cost. Jesus forsaken, God estranged from God. Bought by such love, my life is not my own. My praise - my all, shall be for Christ alone. "God, I will do whatever You want, if . . . " Be careful of the conditional prayer that we as Christians (especially myself so often) make when feeling led by God to do something. He has already given His all - why do we still question whether or not we want to obey Him fully without reserve?
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