In this series of blogs I'm looking at some of the great lines in hymns and songs in the Christian faith. Of course these do not carry the weight of great texts from the Bible, but many summarise vast ideas in poetic genius. The series can be selected by using the 'hymnline' tag.
Two things that are easily but wrongly assumed are that:
1. Old hymns have depth and new ones don't
2. People who write many hymns and songs write lines that cannot have lasting significance.
This blog series will debunk Point 1. On Point 2, nearly all hymn/song writers have written vast amounts of material, much of which has long been discarded (in some cases by the writer themselves).
With this in mind my second one-liner in this series comes from my own lifetime - and Spring Harvest, and Graham Kendrick.:
Hands that flung stars into space, to cruel nails surrendered.
No matter that the stars were not flung, this line profoundly describes the bewildering sacrificial love of God in Jesus Christ.
My surrender to him can never match his surrender for me.
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