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Mystery of love!
Octavius Winslow's, CHRIST'S FINISHED WORK
It pleased the Lord to crucify him and
put him to grief for you.
By his stripes you are healed.
Your healing flows from his wounds,
your joy from his sorrow,
your glory from his abasement,
your riches from his poverty,
your hope beams through the darkness
which enshrouds his holy soul.
All this, O child of God, was for your soul!
O! was ever love like Christ's love?
In what else can we resolve all this mystery of
unknown agony, - of intense, unparalleled suffering,
but in the "love of Christ which passes knowledge."
"Christ loved the Church and gave himself for it."
O mystery of suffering! O deeper mystery of love!
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