Man of Sorrows

Man of Sorrows, spotless lamb

All our guilt and shame you bore

Redeemed us from the hellbound damned

Opened  to us heavens door!

Man of Sorrows, man of grief

Crushed for our iniquities

You’re our refuge and relief

Pierced for our Sin to set us free

Man of Sorrows, weep for me

Bear my burdens and my pain

Sins penalty you reap for me

And your loss becomes my gain.

Man of Sorrows so abused

The Suffering servant is revealed

Innocent, you were accused

By your woundings we are healed

Afflicted and oppressed for me

Rejected by man and despised

The result of His suffering God shall see

And He shall be satisfied

He was lifted up to die

Though he had done no violence

Cut off from life for such as I

He is my Righteous recompense

Man of Sorrows in your tomb

The God of Life Death could not hold

Vindicated you spelled Death’s doom

And so the good news must be told!

For now on High he intercedes

He is exalted on the throne

So we extol His mighty deeds

Till he returns to call us Home!

July 13, 2019

Anthony Foster

Crossbearer

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Draw us in to life eternal

Set our feet on solid ground

Guard our hearts from trials external

Take  us, shake us, break us down

Till you become our one desire

Set apart with holy fire

Help us lose our lives that they may be found!

Our heart exploits our mind

Our wants to justify

Taking up your cross

Doesn’t mean things denied

But to come to disdain

Your own authority crucified

To where no rights remain

For the sovereign’s sake

Till we follow His lead again

As the world our heart breaks

It is dying  to self and to living a lie

Willing to suffer, to sacrifice

Willing to take up our cross and to die

For the precious pearl of great price

A cross often worn but rarely borne

No moderate participation can suffice

For now our very life is Christ

July 13, 2019

Anthony Foster

Satisfied In the Crucified

It is a deep and wonderful thing

To lay hold of the God

Who makes the heart sing

To lay hold of the way, the truth, and life

That lays hold of you as an offering.

It is a deep and wonderful thing

To apprehend life

In the cleansing dayspring

Flowing forth from the giving, living stone

To quench One thirst a fresh thirst to bring

Chor

To the cup of salvation  we are led

On the bread of heaven we are fed

I am satisfied in the crucified

To taste the beauty of the cross

The yes and amen are never lost.

And Endless ages lie ahead

And Endless ages lie ahead

It is a deep and wonderful thing

To take up a cross

And then follow the King

For his yoke is easy and burden light

He will lift up his child on eagles wings.

Chor

To the cup of salvation  we are led

On the bread of heaven we are fed

I am satisfied in the crucified

To taste the beauty of the cross

The yes and amen are never lost.

And Endless ages lie ahead

And Endless ages lie ahead

Anthony Foster

How Much I Owe

When this passing world is done,

When has sunk yon glaring sun;

When I stand with Christ in glory,

Looking o’er life’s finished story,

Then, Lord, shall I fully know—

not till then, how much I owe.

Every ounce of faith, he has given

Every moment granted is a grace

Every failure he has now forgiven

Every hope to which I set my face

Every good work that has found His favor

All I am and ever hope to be

I will only boast in Christ my savior

For it is not I but Christ in me

When I stand before the throne,

Dressed in beauty not my own;

When I see Thee as Thou art,

Love Thee with un-sinning heart;

Then, Lord, shall I fully know,

not till then, how much I owe.

All to Christ I owe, all to Christ I owe

Whatever I do and wherever I go

All to Christ All to Him I owe

Every ounce of faith, he has given

Every moment granted is a grace

Every failure he has now forgiven

Every hope to which I set my face

Every good work that has found His favor

All I am and ever hope to be

I will only boast in Christ my savior

For it is not I but Christ in me

After-Robert Murray M'Cheyne

Chorus by Anthony Foster

July 8, 2019