Consider these words as you reflect on the cross of Christ this week and prepare to celebrate the resurrection this Sunday:

Depth of mercy can there be
Mercy still reserved for me
Can my God his wrath forbear
Me the chief of sinners spare

I have long withstood his grace
Long provoked him to his face
Would not hearken to his calls
Grieved him by a thousand falls

I have spilt his precious blood
Trampled on the Son of God
Filled with pains unspeakable
I, who yet, am not in Hell

I, my master have denied
I afresh have crucified
And profaned his hallowed name
Put him to an open shame

Jesus speaks and pleads his blood
He disarms the wrath of God
Now my Father’s mercies move
Justice lingers into love

There for me the savior stands
Shows his wounds and spreads his hands
God is love, I know, I feel
Jesus weeps and loves me still

Pity from thine eye let fall
By a look my soul recall
Now the stone to flesh convert
Cast a look and break my hear

Now incline me to repent
Let me now my sins lament
Now my foul revolt deplore
Weep, believe and sin no more.

 

Depth of Mercy
Words: Charles Wesley, 1740
Music: Jeff Koonce, Brian T. Murphy, Clint Wells, 2003