I like to go back in time and remind myself of the despair that enveloped me just before the Lord brought me to salvation. Not that I’m morbid or masochistic, mind you. But those painful memories help me appreciate the wonder that Jesus, the incarnate God Who never sinned, willingly endured a tortuous crucifixion in order to save me from God’s righteous wrath.
When the Lord graciously confronted me with my sinfulness 46 years ago, and even more graciously used a friend to tell me that Jesus took the penalty for my sin, I knew that I owed Him my life. Praise God for Isaac Watts, whose magnificent hymn reminds me of my salvation experience and the willingness I had to give my life to Christ.