So I've been singing this song to myself for a few weeks:
In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light my strength my song
This Cornerstone, this solid Ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe!
This Gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
Till he returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand!
I even tried to learn all the words while working a few weeks ago-- still can't remember all of them. But this song (like so many others) not only points me to Jesus, but also to the church family that I love. The last time we sang this on Sunday morning, I had gone to church without Chad and was sitting with people who I barely know (though I did know who they were). And every time I've thought of this song in the past few weeks, I've been back in that moment, worshipping alongside a brother and sister with whom I have an eternal bond. It hardly matters that our earthly bond is merely "acquaintance".
Thanks, Joe and Linda.