
Luke 19:10
Sometimes as I kneel to pray the words of an old hymn go through my mind, and become a significant part of worship. Many years ago Fanny Crosby wrote about the glory of the cross. Her prayer was for Jesus to keep her near the cross. How near are you to the cross of Christ day by day, I asked myself? Do I hold the cross close to my heart as something vitally precious?
The song goes on “Free to all, a healing stream flows from Calvary’s mountain”. God’s mercy is offered to all, including every race, nation, tongue. We all come to the cross confessing we are sinners (Romans 3:23). We worship the beauty of holiness seen in the life of our Lord Jesus Christ. Our hearts cry out in sorrow that He, who was pure and perfect, offered to suffer, making it personal – for “my” sins!
We come as tremb’ling souls when once we see ourselves compared to Jesus Christ. Found hopelessly embroiled in sin because of our very nature, inherited from Adam and Eve, Jesus’ love and mercy finds us. Jesus said “The Son of Man [His favourite name for Himself] came to seek and to save that which was lost” (Luke 19:10). The glory in all of this is that our ransomed souls will find rest, eternal rest once we cross over into glory-land. There the Bright and Morning Star will shed His beams around you and me!
The hymn goes on as a prayer that Jesus would help me to walk from day to day with the shadow of the cross over me, protecting me. There, in a place made safe by our Saviour, we will wait for His return.
Reflection:
Our salvation was planned by our heavenly Father and executed by His only begotten Son. The Holy Spirit stirs us to respond to God when we hear about the saving grace of Jesus who sacrificed Himself at Calvary to make relationship with the Father possible. His blood cleanses us from all sin when we confess our sins. Fanny Crosby got the message and worship God for all He has done!
Jesus, keep me near the cross, Refrain: In the cross, in the cross
There a precious fountain; Be my glory ever,
Free to all, a healing stream, Till my ransomed soul shall find
Flows from Calv’ry’s mountain. Rest beyond the river.
2 Near the cross, a trembling soul, 3 Near the cross! O lamb of God,
Love and mercy found me; Bring its scenes before me
There the Bright and Morning Star Help me walk from day to day
Shed His beams around me. [Refrain] With its shadow o’er me.
4 Near the cross! I’ll watch and wait,
Hoping, trusting ever;
Till I reach the golden strand,
Just beyond the river. [Refrain]
by Marilyn Daniels (MarilynDaniels.net)








