Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus.
Thank you. . .
You came for me.
You died for me.
You gave thought of me, forgoing the blessings of eternity to find me.
A hundred-million thank you’s is not enough. A billion flowers does not give you justice.
Your death makes my life worth living.
Your grace makes my days right.
Your love leads me safely, always.
Jesus, what you’ve done is not erasable.
What you’ve accomplished cannot be changed.
What love has triumphed, triumphs over every wrong, every fault and every fear.
It is done.
There is no power of hell that can stand against you, the precious lamb.
There is no serpent who can poison your faithfulness.
There is no way, your rule will be overthrown.
It is finished.
And now, thru your death, I have real sight.
By your body broken, I find healing.
By your blood shed, I live in shame no longer.
You are resurrection power-life and you are at work today, in my world.
Oh, Jesus, I thank you.
I praise you.
I adore you.
I want everything about you.
I enthrone you.
I admire you.
I worship you.
I love because of you.
I must be near you all the days of my life — nothing is better than you.
This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. (1 Jo. 3:16)
I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down His life for the sheep. (Jo. 10:11)
Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. (Jo. 15:13)