X Grace - Day 7

"I was a traitor doom'd to fire,
Bound to sustain eternal pains;
Christ flew on wings of strong desire,
Assum'd my guilt, and took my chains.

Infinite grace! Almighty charms!
Stand in amaze, ye whirling skies,
Jesus the God, with naked arms,
Hangs on a cross of love, and dies.

Did pity ever stoop so low,
Dress'd in divinity and blood?
Was ever rebel courted so
In groans of an expiring God?"
--"Desiring to Love Christ" Isaac Watts
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