Sunday, November 15, 2015

Zinzendorf: I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God

Sunday, November 15, 2015
    How much more, then, will the blood of Christ, who through the eternal Spirit offered himself unblemished to God, cleanse our consciences from acts that lead to death, so that we may serve the living God!
    —Hebrews 9:14 (NIV)
I thirst, Thou wounded Lamb of God,
To wash me in Thy cleansing blood,
To dwell within Thy wounds; then pain
Is sweet, and life or death is gain.

Take my poor heart, and let it be
For ever closed to all but Thee!
Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear
That pledge of love for ever there.

How blest are they who still abide
Close shelter’d in Thy bleeding side;
Who life and strength from thence derive,
And by Thee move, and in Thee live!

What are our works but sin and death,
Till Thou Thy quick’ning Spirit breathe?
Thou giv’st the power Thy grace to move—
O wondrous grace! O boundless love!

Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o’erflow,
Our words are lost: nor will we know,
Nor will we think of aught, beside
“My Lord, my Love is crucified.”
    ... Count Nicolaus Ludwig von Zinzendorf (1700-1760) & John Wesley (1703-1791), The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, v. I, Charles Wesley, London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1868, p. 265-266 (see the book)
    See also Heb. 9:14; Ps. 51:2,7,10; John 15:4; Rom. 15:13; 1 Cor. 1:22-23; 2:2; Eph. 1:13-14; Phil. 1:21; Heb. 10:22
Quiet time reflection:
    For my sins, Lord, You were crucified.

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