"Then said Jesus unto Peter.... The cup which My Father hath given Me, shall I not drink it?" (John 18:11).
The cup of our curse was full for our Lord
With judgment from God to the brim.
The judgment that should have been ours was outpoured
With all of its fury on Him.
Why would He take it? What force could compel
Our Savior to drink it all up?
Love, boundless love, which would save us from hell
Drank all of our curse in that cup!
Peter was speechless and surely distraught,
When hearing this question of Christ.
"Shall I not drink it?" How dreadful the thought,
If He wouldn't be sacrificed!
Thank You for drinking that awful cup down,
To give us Your blessing so sweet!
What joy it will be, Lord, to cast every crown
In heaven at Your wounded feet!
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