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His wounds have paid my ransom

Good Friday at our house means homemade hot cross buns & an easter egg hunt in the garden with the cousins.
But Good Friday is also a time for our family to reflect on Jesus - who he was, what he did and why. This song by Stuart Townend sums it all up for me. (You can listen to this by clicking on the play button below).
How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
I'd love to hear what answers you've found to the 'Jesus question'(be they similar to mine or not), or how you spend Easter at your place. A very happy Easter to you all. Best wishes, Bloom.