Wednesday, April 20, 2011


O God of my Exodus,
Great was the joy of Israel's sons, when Egypt died upon the shore,
far greater the joy when the Redeemer's foe lay crushed in the dust.
Jesus strides forth as the victor, conqueror of death, hell, and all opposing might;
He bursts the bands of death, tramples the powers of darkness down,
and lives for ever.  He, my gracious surety, apprehended for payment
of my debt, comes forth from the prison house of the grave free,
triumphant over sin, Satan, and death.

from The Valley of Vision

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