I scarce can take it in. By Charles Spurgeon.

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing, Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in. That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing, He bled and died to take away my sin.

Romans chapter 5 verse 8. But God demonstrates His own love for us in this. While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

The words of this beloved hymn capture something far greater than poetic beauty. They express the soul-staggering wonder of the Gospel.

And when I think that God, His Son not sparing, sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in. This is the awe-filled confession of a redeemed sinner who has glimpsed the infinite cost of divine love. that the glorious God, infinitely righteous and perfectly holy, would not spare his own beloved son, but deliver him up for an ungodly people who had rebelled against him, is a truth that overwhelms the heart.

When Abraham was asked to offer Isaac, his only son, as a sacrifice, God provided a substitute, But when the Father gave His Son at Calvary, there was no substitute for Him, for Jesus was the substitute.

The cross is not merely a demonstration of love, it is the only means of salvation. On that cursed tree, the spotless Lamb bore the full weight of divine wrath, not for His own sins, for He had none, but for the countless crimson sins of His people.

That, on the cross, my burden gladly bearing, He bled and died to take away my sin. The sin was ours. The guilt was ours. The punishment was ours. Yet Christ bore it all, gladly and willingly.

This was not a cold transaction, but a mission of infinite compassion. He who knew the joy of perfect fellowship with the Father took upon himself the horror of forsakenness and wrath. He who upholds all things by the word of His power was nailed to the accursed tree by sinful hands for all of the sins of all of His people.

Who can comprehend such mercy? The angels veil their faces in awe before this redeeming grace, and the saints shall sing of it forever.

Let your heart be stirred again by the wonder of the cross. Meditate on the cost. Marvel at the love. Worship the Savior who bled and died to take away your sin.

And when you think on such love, such sacrifice, such glory, do not be ashamed if you scarce can take it in. Eternity will not exhaust the praise due to Him who gave His life for us.

Let every breath now be spent in adoration of the One who bore both your sin and the divine wrath due to you.