Reminders of the gospel that was preached to you, which you received, in which you stand, and by which you are being saved, that you may hold fast to the word preached to you.
Overwhelmed in depths of woe upon the tree of scorn, hangs the redeemer of mankind with racking anguish torn. See how the nails those hands and feet so tender rend. See down his face and neck and breast, his sacred blood descend. Hark with what awful cry his spirit takes its flight. That cry, it pierced his mother's heart and whelmed her soul in night. Earth hears and to its base, rocks wildly to and fro. Tombs burst, seas, rivers, mountains quake. The veil is rent in two. Edward Caswell.
Ryan Bush:Blessed master, you know that everything of earth tends to hide my Lord from me. Satan envelops me in dark clouds of unbelief. My own sinful heart blinds me. Cares oppress and crush me, and carnal fears gather round, intent on my bewilderment. But loving savior, if I have found grace in your side, nothing can separate me from you. You have taken my hand in yours and through all dangers, over all difficulties, and in spite of all enemies, you will lead and guide me safely home to yourself. Amen. Susanna Spurgeon.