It's Monday...But Sunday's a comin!

This week I will be adding to the blog each day with the focus on our Lord's resurrection.

This is a reading titled "Crusifiction and Resurrection" which is from the book "The Valley of Vision". This book is a collection of Puritan prayers. You can listen here.

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?

His dying crimson, like a robe,

Spreads o’er His body on the tree;

Then I am dead to all the globe,

And all the globe is dead to me.

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.

Isaac Watts

Born: Ju­ly 17, 1674, South­amp­ton, Eng­land.
Died: No­vem­ber 25, 1748, Stoke New­ing­ton, Eng­land.