What Wondrous Love is This

The love of our Savior for us is so great.  We can not, throughout all of eternity, fully understand this love He has for us.  We are His creation, yet we are rebellious, sinful, and altogether unattractive to a holy God.  Yet He bore all of that to redeem us, to reconcile us back to Himself, to adopt us as His children, and co-heirs with Christ.  Jesus suffered greater anguish than we can imagine, yet for the joy set before Him, He endured all the pain and ridicule.  We can never repay Him for that single act, but He doesn't require any payment.  He calls to all who are thirsty and have no money, to come, drink, and eat, without money and without cost.  What a glorious joy it is when we come to Him and rest in that grace His has given us.

This Hymn, "What Wondrous Love is This", conveys this same thought.  It's thought to have been written by Alexander Means in 1835 Appalachia.  The video is one I found on YouTube.  This is the first  time I've heard of Chelsea Moon, myself.

That said, here's the video with lyrics posted below.  As you listen and follow the lyrics, set your mind of the work of Jesus Christ on the cross, and let your soul worship.  It's not just for Sundays!

What Wondrous Love is this

What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this, O my soul!
What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul.

When I was sinking down, sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down beneath God’s righteous frown,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul, for my soul,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.

To God and to the Lamb, I will sing, I will sing;
To God and to the Lamb, I will sing.
To God and to the Lamb Who is the great “I Am”;
While millions join the theme, I will sing, I will sing;
While millions join the theme, I will sing.

And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on.
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing and joyful be;
And through eternity, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on;
And through eternity, I’ll sing on.