The Price He Paid
He surrendered His powerful position
as Ruler of the entire universe
to come down to our tiny world
to save the people of this earth.
He was born a helpless baby
in a dirty barn late one night.
He gave up everything He had
just to show sinners the light.
He grew up among strangers
in a foreign and unforgiving land.
His stepbrothers misunderstood Him—
even His parents didn’t understand.
Then late one fateful evening,
evil men came to the garden and took Him away.
They beat Him, kicked Him, and whipped Him
all through the night and into the next day.
They spit in His face and cursed His name,
they pressed thorns deep into His head.
He could have called down ten thousand angels,
but He just stood there quietly and bled.
They continued this inhumane torture
until His flesh was shredded and torn.
They teased, mocked, and laughed at Him—
He was the object of their ridicule and scorn.
They tried and convicted Him unfairly,
they even forced Him to carry His own cross.
He staggered up the hill under its weight
until He collapsed from enormous blood loss.
Finally, they drove nails through His hands and feet
and took that awful cross and dropped it into a hole.
He hung there, suffering alone, the rest of that day
and just before sunset, He died on the lonely knoll.
Our Lord subjected Himself to all this pain and agony,
not because it was His duty to save us from sin,
but because of His extraordinary love for us
and because He wants us to live forever with Him.
Randy R. Reed
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