Rapture Fills Me Once Again

Rapture fills me once again, When I recall Golgotha's call, The cup of suffering, drained by pain… Love shown forth—not earthly at all…

No human can love as God loves true, For pride obstructs the humble way, He could forgive all through and through, Taking upon Himself decay.

For only God, who knew all things, Could conquer death's corrupting call, Upon the cross—what anguish brings— He went to save the lost and all, Surrendering Himself as price, Our Savior's ultimate sacrifice!