It’s been a while since I’ve posted here. I’ve been busy lately, though, and writing blog posts hasn’t exactly been a high priority.

Jenn & I picked up a book recently that bears the following text as introduction:

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Today in church, we sang one of my favorite hymns, Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing. Time and again, the words of this poem have been for me a source of solace and encouragement, the prayer of my heart.

I won’t reproduce the entire thing here, but I encourage you to read it and reflect thereon. All 5 verses, too — there’s some excellent food for the soul that doesn’t appear in most of our hymnals.

Today, I think that I will merely place a hymn before you for reflection and meditation:

Years I spent in vanity and pride, Caring not my Lord was crucified, Knowing not it was for me He died On Calvary?

(Chorus) Mercy there was great, and grace was free; pardon there was multiplied to me; there my burdened soul found liberty at Calvary.

By God’s Word at last my sin I learned; then I trembled at the law I’d spurned, till my guilty soul imploring turned to Calvary?

Now I’ve given to Jesus everything, now I gladly own him as my King, now my raptured soul can only sing of Calvary.

Oh, the love that drew salvation’s plan! Oh, the grace that brought it down to man! Oh, the mighty gulf that God did span at Calvary!