Cross Medley

By Chuck Spangler

Grace Memorial Parishioner 

"After I heard of your faith in the Lord Jesus and love unto all the saints I cease not to give thanks for you in my prayers; That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give unto you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him, The eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that ye may know what is the hope of His calling, and what the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints And what is the exceeding greatness of His power toward us who believe… far above all principality and power and might and dominion…not only in this age but also in that which is to come." ~Ephesians 1:15-21

As we approach Holy Week, the vision of Christ’s suffering on the cross and the ultimate victory of His resurrection on Easter Sunday, this compilation of several century old hymns mixes the beauty, suffering, and miraculous fulfillment of ancient scripture.  Jesus alerted the disciples of the inevitability of this event…but the disciples were either blind or in denial as they did not want their teacher and rabbi to depart under such painful circumstances.
Note the lyrics “…sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow.”
 
            Anthem Lights is a quartet of talented “Twenty-something” men from Nashville that combine impeccable harmony with inspirational music, founded in 2007 by Chad Graham (tenor).
            They were awarded K-Love “Song of the Year” three consecutive years (2014, 2015, 2016).  This cut was released on Easter Sunday, 2018.
            They rarely tour, but concentrate on social media (YouTube, Instagram, etc) for their popularity.
 
Cut: “Cross Medley (Jesus Paid It All/The Old Rugged Cross)”
Artist: Anthem Lights
CD/Album: Hymns Vol. 2

​I hear the Savior say, “Thy strength indeed is small,
“child of weakness watch and pray,
“find in Me thine all in all.”
 
Jesus paid it all…all to Him I owe. 
Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow.
 
On a hill far away, stood an old rugged cross, the emblem of suffering and shame.
And I love that old cross, where the dearest and best for a world of lost sinners was slain.
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, till my trophies at last I lay down.
I will cling to the old rugged cross and exchange it someday for a crown.
 
And when, before the throne, I stand in Him complete.
Jesus died, my soul to save, my lips shall still repeat,
Jesus paid it all…all to Him I owe. 
Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow.
 
So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, till my trophies at last I lay down.
Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow.