Friday, April 2, 2010

Remembering on this Good Friday

Who But God
Words by Wes King & Michael Card


Who but God
Would send His Son
To condescend
And make Himself the likes
Of a mere mortal man
Who but God
Would not regard
Equality with God a precious thing
Not to be held onto
Who but God
Who but God
Who but God

Only God would condescend for us
And choose the weakness of the cross
Who wept the tears that conquered sin
That we might laugh with Him
Who but He who knew no sin
Would make Himself the very thing
He knew He could not look upon
Endure the cross and scorn it's shame
And choose the very weak things
Of this world to overcome the strong
Who but God
Who but God
Who but God

Only God would send us His only Son
Obedient to death
Our spotless One
Servant, Savior so lowly now
Soon every knee shall bow

Who but God
Would send His Son
To condescend
And make Himself the likes
Of a mere mortal man
Who but God
Who but God
Who but God

The kids and I were in the car this afternoon listening to Wes King's Room Full of Stories.  This song came on.  I thought it was the perfect way to stop and think about Christ's sacrifice for us.  I especially love the words in bold type.  And I'm thankful that they are true.