I have a strong and perfect plea.
A great high Priest whose Name is Love
Who ever lives and pleads for me.
My name is written on His heart.
I know that while in Heaven He stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart.
And tells me of the guilt within,
Upward I look and see Him there
Who made an end of all my sin.
My sinful soul is counted free.
For God the just is satisfied
To look on Him and pardon me.
My perfect spotless righteousness,
The great unchangeable I AM,
The King of glory and of grace.
My soul is purchased by His blood,
My life is hid with Christ on high,
With Christ my Savior and my God!
This hymn is the favorite of my second cousin Jean, who also likes "How Deep the Father's Love" by Stuart Townend, as sung by Phillips, Craig, and Dean. The photos above were taken while walking in her neighborhood in Chapel Hill, North Carolina while en route to see my family in Maryland.
Though Jean is a distant relative, she is a close friend. This is funny, since while our mothers grew up near each other, Jean and I did not, and we still live several hundred miles apart. We hadn't even seen each other since our teenage years when we reconnected at a family reunion in Pennsylvania seven years ago and discovered our common faith in Christ. We talk frequently on the phone and visit each other whenever we can. She loves Jesus, faithfully encourages me to stay close to God in my trials, and prays for me more than anyone else does.
I love Jean's woodsy, hilly neighborhood! My kids enjoyed skate boarding and rip sticking, catching fire flies and watching for deer and bunnies. But I enjoyed the fellowship most of all.
Grace and peace,