A friend whom I have never met wrote this stirring poem about our Savior's sacrifice of love.
Sing, every soul of Adam's line... All glory to the God of love.
"All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace...."
Good will and peace are now complete: Jesus was born to die.
Jesus came to the earth as the King of kings and Lord of lords.
Jesus came to set the captive free, give sight to the blind, and heal the broken heart.
The angels cannot praise God for His redemption.
O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?
He suffered for you, He died for you, and He lives for you!
What is the purpose of praise?