On this day, Christians around the world are focused on the meaning of the cross. All seemed dark and hopeless for those early followers when Christ was crucified.
Through the years, I have sung the following hymn many times. Never was it more moving than when I sang in the college choir, under a superb director, many years ago. Only the first verse is listed here.
"When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride."
- Isaac Watts, 1707
Have a blessed Good Friday!
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