One of the things that has started to weigh heavily on my mind as
I mature in Christ is how little I treasure the gospel of Christ. As I learn
more about the gospel I see the infinite value of the gospel. As I start to see
the infinite value of Christ, I see that I am captive of doing nothing but marveling
at such an amazing Savior, for an infinitely unworthy sinner.
1 Peter 1:18-19 explains the price of our redemption, “knowing
that you were ransomed from the futile ways inherited from your forefathers,
not with perishable things such as silver or gold, but with the precious blood
of Christ, like that of a lamb without blemish or spot.” Peter, writing to
these former Jews who had now become Christians, calls Christ a Lamb, reminding
his readers of an Old Testament teaching concerning the doctrine of
substitution: an innocent victim giving his life for the guilty. Here we see
Christ is the fulfillment; the Son of God gave up his life for sinful men!
Octavius Winslow says this about the blood of Christ, “Among all the precious things of God
there is not one so precious, so inestimable, so influential, as the
"precious blood of Christ." All salvation, all purity, all peace, all
holiness, all hope, all heaven, is bound up in the atoning blood of Immanuel.” In other words, everything is about the blood
of Christ. Christian, if you want to grow in devotion to Christ, study the
gospel of Christ! The more we grow in our knowledge of Christ, the more we are
wholly devoted to Christ!
This is what
propels us to press on for Christ. This is what reminds us of our depravity,
our sin could only be removed by the death of God’s Son. This is what maximizes
our worship. This is what keeps us from indulging in the vanities of this
present evil world. Let’s meditate on the preciousness of this wonderful gift
of God’s only Son, Jesus Christ.
Through The Precious Blood (From Come Weary Saints
2008) by Sovereign Grace Music
You have ordained every breath we take
In pleasure or pain, there is no mistake
Gladness and grief, both are in Your hand
And sufferings brief carry out Your plan
And our fleeting sorrows
Will yield an endless prize
When some bright tomorrow
We’ll see You with our eyes, and
Grace upon grace flows down, flows down
Grace upon grace flows down, flows down
Through the precious blood of Christ
Father of lights, Giver of all grace
Your mercies crown our lives all our days
River of Life, quench our thirsty souls
For no true delight does Your love withhold
And in every season
We are satisfied
For just one reason
Christ was crucified, and
All good gifts, every good thing
Comes to us freely, so freely
All good gifts, every good thing
Comes to us freely, so freely
Through the precious blood
Through the precious blood
In pleasure or pain, there is no mistake
Gladness and grief, both are in Your hand
And sufferings brief carry out Your plan
And our fleeting sorrows
Will yield an endless prize
When some bright tomorrow
We’ll see You with our eyes, and
Grace upon grace flows down, flows down
Grace upon grace flows down, flows down
Through the precious blood of Christ
Father of lights, Giver of all grace
Your mercies crown our lives all our days
River of Life, quench our thirsty souls
For no true delight does Your love withhold
And in every season
We are satisfied
For just one reason
Christ was crucified, and
All good gifts, every good thing
Comes to us freely, so freely
All good gifts, every good thing
Comes to us freely, so freely
Through the precious blood
Through the precious blood
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