Magnitude of Debt

Rereading Andrew Skinner's The Savior's Final Week- a trilogy of the 3 gardens. I have never gotten past Gethsemane., as I decided to start from the beginning again. 

 The sinless Son of Man

 Burst the bands of death 

We'll never understand 

The magnitude of our debt

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At the heart of the Atonement

All our suffering and sins

Were transferred upon Him

Hence, His sacred roll begins

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Death- the thought is painful

Recall we all do it twice

As to become mortal

We left our Heavenly skies

Experience, to realize

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Through the Lord's atonement 

Life's bitter becomes sweet

The convicted are uplifted

Such a glorious feat!

Conviction is a prick,

A nudge at our heart

A reminder to repent

For loving peace to start

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The agony of redemption

Began in Gethsemane 

For naught did He opt "exemption "

Our Savior saves completely 

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The long night of Gethsemane 

Was a victory for history- all alone

But His trial, as the Lamb, was beginning

Yes. He would be punished for all the good He had done!

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The cup of gall was filled

By the wickedest in men

But, then it overflowed 

By the treachery of  a friend

treachery -noun

• 1.betrayal of trust; deceptive action or nature
  
  
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Jesus removes our sins 

And the ugly stains they made

He asks us to forgive

And extend what He has paid

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When compassion is felt

And there's repentance within

A hardened heart can melt

Through tender mercies given

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When confessions are real

And repentance complete

Christ's atonement can heal

What's bitter is made sweet

(How that experience is sweet!)

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We all know the awfulness of sin,

Of trials and tribulation

How dearly Christ paid for our fallen education

Of each state of desperation

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No matter the ways we languish

From confinement, stagnation, neglect

When we feel Christ's love we flourish

God's plan is good and perfect

Ever to encourage and nourish

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Because of Gethsemane's anguish

Of His compassion's without end

There is no barrier of language

He is all men's eternal friend

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In Christ, we are secure

And we have hope of help

How this does reassure

His Spirit, inside, does dwell

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Let not your faith 

whither or fade

Pray. It will grow.

Good seeds will sow!

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Christ was all in, 

In the garden

All our fallen parts

Transferred to Him