He Did It All
Only one man did it all; one person took it all on their shoulders.
He did it all when he rescued me from the pit of my sin, when he pulled me from the darkness into his marvelous light.
When he died on the cross, he said, "Father, forgive them for they do not know what they are doing." (Luke 23:34) - and rose from the grave 3 days later.
He did it all when he said, "come to the table," "come follow me." When he left the 99 to find the one missing.
Now at his feet we bow, now and forever, he did it all.
When he said, "I have loved you with an everlasting love."
He did it all when he took his last breath, when a spear was pierced to his side. When a crown of thorns was struck on his head. He did it when he hung on the cross at Calvary's hill.
When he said, "Your faith has healed you."
When God chose what is foolish in the world, to shame the wise.
When God chose what is weak, to shame the strong.
When God chose what is low and despised.
Even things that are not, to bring to nothing, things that are, so that no human being may boast in the presence of God. But the one who boasts, boast in the Lord!
Only one person did it all, and did it so perfectly.
Like others, he was laid in a tomb, but only one was raised from the grave.
One man for all eternity....
One man who will come again to judge the living and the dead....
One man who will come as the bridegroom, robed in white with all glory and majesty.
There is only one man who really, truly, perfectly did it all. One man who taught us the Lord's prayer, one man who has commanded us to be strong and courageous, to go out among the nations and preach the good news to all people.
That one man is Jesus Christ, the one and only worthy of all praise!!
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