None was ever so marred as the Saviour
None was ever so marred as he
Yet as we look back on his purpose
There is such a wondrous beauty.
He came to his own who refused him
They swore he could not be the Christ,
Just a handful he had gathered round him
All but one the world would entice.
It was he who created the universe
It must have cringed at the way he was treated
When only at the triumphal entry
As King of the world he was greeted.
The rocks would have cried out he had stated
Had there been no subjects on hand
For into Jerusalem rode the King of all kings
In keeping with the Father’s plan.
Just a few days later such wondrous beauty
Was marred beyond compare
As the Saviour bore the cross to Calvary-
The one that none of us could bare.
In a real sense it was our cross he carried
For we are the guilty ones,
It was we who had engaged in rebellion
Even from creation’s dawn.
But not one of us was able to bare it
In that it was a price to heavy for us to pay,
And even if the whole world had given its all
It would not have reached half of the way.
There was only one that could qualify
That could take the sins of the world away,
It was the Saviour, marred beyond recognition
Yet, displaying a radiant beauty that day.
For how else could you explain his words?
“Forgive them Father; they know not what they do”
When beyond the depth of his agony
There was something greater he held in view.
It was the world that he had created
Lounging in the far reaching depths of sin,
The very people he had come to rescue
Were same people that had crucified him.
Hence the title of “marred yet such beauty”
As the Saviour hung from Calvary’s tree,
The paradox of all paradoxes emerges
Jesus died so we could live eternally.
A silhouetted figure on that Judean hill
A picture of heaven’s beauty and human vice,
The sinless Saviour confronts man’s sin
In the world’s greatest ever sacrifice.
Here was God’s finest and mankind’s worst
A just and gracious God reaching out to unjust man,
Jesus, the sacrificial lamb and scapegoat:
The instrument that was God’s redemptive plan.
Marred yet such beauty in one and the same
A paradox impossible made possible in Christ,
An extreme miscarriage of justice on the part of man
Shows the supreme love of God in His Son’s sacrifice.
Stewart Russell © July 2018
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