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He came and lived among men and died for our sins.

jesus on the cross
 
On this another Good Friday we commemorate the death of Jesus on the cross. For God so loved the world that He sent us His only son.  Jesus came and lived among men.  He made the deaf to hear and the blind He made to see.  To the crippled man He said “Take up your bed and walk. He healed the sick, He raised the dead and He turned water into wine.  But more than that, much more than that, He died for our sins.
 
In the Garden of Gethsemane Judas betrayed Him.  Just as He prophesied Peter denied Him thrice.   When asked by Pilate whom should he release Jesus or Barabbas, the crowd said ” Release to us Barabbas and when he asked them what he should do with Jesus, they shouted “Crucify Him.”   Let us not forget how much He suffered; let us not forget His pain.
 
We are reminded of his suffering in this song, O Sacred Head Surrounded.   The lyrics were translated from the text of St. Bernard of Clairvaux  by Henry Williams Baker.

O Sacred Head, surrounded
by crown of piercing thorn!
O bleeding Head, so wounded,
reviled and put to scorn!
Our sins have marred the glory
of Thy most Holy Face,
yet angel hosts adore Thee
and tremble as they gaze

I see Thy strength and vigor
all fading in the strife,
and death with cruel rigor,
bereaving Thee of life;
O agony and dying!
O love to sinners free!
Jesus, all grace supplying,
O turn Thy face on me.

In this Thy bitter passion,
Good Shepherd, think of me
with Thy most sweet compassion,
unworthy though I be:
beneath Thy cross abiding
for ever would I rest,
in Thy dear love confiding,
and with Thy presence blest.

But death too is my ending;
In that dread hour of need,
My friendless cause befriending,
Lord, to my rescue speed:
Thyself, O Jesus, trace me,
Right passage to the grave,
And from Thy cross embrace me,
With arms outstretched to save.

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