Monday Reflection | Romans 5:1-11 from Scripture for Today

2 We have also obtained access through him by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we boast in the hope of the glory of God. 3 And not only that, but we also boast in our afflictions, because we know that affliction produces endurance, 4 endurance produces proven character, and proven character produces hope. 5 This hope will not disappoint us, because God’s love has been poured out in our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.

THE JUSTIFIED ARE RECONCILED

6 For while we were still helpless, at the right time, Christ died for the ungodly. 7 For rarely will someone die for a just person — though for a good person perhaps someone might even dare to die. 8 But God proves his own love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. 9 How much more then, since we have now been justified by his blood, will we be saved through him from wrath. 10 For if, while we were enemies, we were reconciled to God through the death of his Son, then how much more, having been reconciled, will we be saved by his life. 11 And not only that, but we also boast in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received this reconciliation. -- Romans

Song:

My Song is Love Unknown by Samuel Crossman and John Ireland

Lyrics:

My song is love unknown–

my Savior’s love to me;

love to the loveless shown,

that they might lovely be.

Oh, who am I, that for my sake

my Lord should take frail flesh and die?

He came from His blest throne

salvation to bestow;

but men made strange, and none

the longed for Christ would know.

But oh, my Friend, my Friend indeed,

who at my need His life did spend!

Sometimes they strew His way,

and His sweet praises sing;

resounding all the day

hosannas to their King.

Then “Crucify!” is all their breath,

and for His death they thirst and cry.

Why, what hath my Lord done?

What makes this rage and spite?

He made the lame to run;

He gave the blind their sight.

Sweet injuries! Yet they at these

themselves displease,

and 'gainst Him rise.

They rise, and needs will have

my dear Lord made away.

A murderer they save;

the Prince of Life they slay.

Yet cheerful He to suff'ring goes,

that He His foes from thence might free.

In life, no house, no home

my Lord on earth might have;

in death, no friendly tomb

but what a stranger gave.

What may I say? Heav'n was His home;

but mine the tomb wherein He lay.

Here might I stay and sing–

no story so divine!

Never was love, dear King,

never was grief like Thine.

This is my Friend, in whose sweet praise

I all my days could gladly spend.

Prayer:

This is another day, O Lord. I know not what it will bring forth, but make me ready, Lord, for whatever it may be. If I am to stand up, help me to stand bravely. If I am to sit still, help me to sit quietly. If I am to lie low, help me to do it patiently. And if I am to do nothing, let me do it gallantly. Make these words more than words, and give me the Spirit of Jesus. Amen.

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