As we ponder the wonder of Jesus
And think of His matchless grace,
We can't even begin to know what will be,
When we see Him face to face.
How beautiful will be His wounded side,
And each beautiful nail-scarred hand,
Just knowing He did it all for us,
As a mighty gulf He spanned.
What wonder there'll be for all of us,
When at last, before Him we stand,
We'll thank Him for the price He paid,
And think of how it all was planned.
So may we ponder the wonder of Jesus,
And think of His matchless grace,
Until the day we stand before Him,
And thank Him face to face.
(c)Patricia Lawrence
Isaiah 9:1-7
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