For me, Lord Jesus, Thou hast died, and I have died in Thee! Thou [art] ris’n—my hands are all untied, and now Thou liv’st in me."
"Faith can sing through days of sorrow..."
This wondrous Man of whom we tell,
Is true Almighty God;
He bought our souls from death and hell;
The price, His own heart’s blood.
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!
"Your faithfulness will see us through the storm and give us hope to carry on."