{"id":489,"date":"2020-04-10T12:06:07","date_gmt":"2020-04-10T10:06:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/scribewalker.com\/?p=489"},"modified":"2020-04-10T12:06:09","modified_gmt":"2020-04-10T10:06:09","slug":"calvarys-precious-gift","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/scribewalker.com\/index.php\/2020\/04\/10\/calvarys-precious-gift\/","title":{"rendered":"Calvary’s precious gift"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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The price is paid
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Abundant Grace<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

Golden light on dew-kissed roses
\nHeralding the grace of day
\nCooing doves, at morn’s awakening
\nDusty hooves of foals at play
\nWheat fields, like a tawny ocean
\nRippling in the wind’s caress
\nDancing streams, their spray asparkle
\nPensive pools in quiet rest 
\nAir perfumed with scent of jasmine
\nWind chime’s soft melodious ring
\nDappled earth through filtered sunlight
\nGamb’lling lambs at start of spring
\nMiracle of baby’s birthing
\nBrand new breath, a lusty cry
\nOld man resting, children’s chatter
\nPuff balls in a dreamy sky
\nCells and segments of an orange
\nNeatly packed with tasty bliss
\nWarm embrace of two young lovers
\nTenderness of mother’s kiss
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\nThese and countless other blessings
\nAre bestowed on us each day
\nPointing us to God’s compassion
\nShowing us His love-filled way.
\nHe surrounds us with His beauty
\nFills our souls with untold wealth
\nLifting them from deep depression
\nInto happiness and health.
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\nYet His greatest gift of goodness
\nStarts its journey steeped in death
\nWounded Saviour hanging, dripping
\nBlood for us with His last breath
\nCursed that He might buy our healing
\n‘Tombed to fight for all our souls
\nBreaking forth in glorious vict’ry
\nEmpty grave, and men made whole.
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\nWhat a song our hearts are singing
\nLet the church bells toll and toll
\nJesus is our Lord and Saviour
\n‘Tis indeed well with my soul<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Why I write.<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Abundant Grace Golden light on dew-kissed roses Heralding the grace of day Cooing doves, at morn’s awakening Dusty hooves of foals at play Wheat fields, like a tawny ocean Rippling in the wind’s caress Dancing streams, their spray asparkle Pensive pools in quiet rest  Air perfumed with scent of jasmine Wind chime’s soft melodious ring … <\/p>\n

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