Good Friday: My offering

Before the throne of God above

I have a strong and perfect plea.

A great high Priest whose Name is Love

Who ever lives and pleads for me.

My name is graven on His hands

My name is written on His heart.

I know that while in heaven He stands

No tongue can bid me thence depart.

When Satan tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within.

Upward I look and see Him there

Who made an end of all my sin.

Because the sinless Saviour died

My sinful soul is counted free.

For God the just is satisfied

To look on Him and pardon me.

Behold Him there the risen Lamb
My perfect spotless righteousness.

The great unchangeable I AM

The King of Glory and of grace.

One in Himself I cannot die

My soul is purchased by His blood.

My life is hid with Christ on high

With Christ my Saviour and my God. 

Charitie L. Bancroft