The Great Exchange

“For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become  the righteousness of God.”  2 Corinthians 5:21

“For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though he was rich, yet for your sake he became poor, so that you by his poverty might become rich.”  2 Cor. 8:9


Sin. Poverty. Condemnation. Alienation. Death.  All we have, all we are, all we can look forward to, apart from Christ.

Righteousness. Justification.  Spiritual riches.  Grace.  Love. Eternal life.   All, and much, much more transferred to us in Christ–from the moment he said, “It is finished” and we received His sacrifical exchange.

We can’t begin to fathom the glory, the goodness, the blessings and riches which this great exchange means for us, but a poem from The Valley of Vision touches on a few:


…at Calvary
There grace removes my burdens and heaps them on thy Son,
made a transgressor, a curse, and sin for me;

There the sword of thy justice smote the man, thy fellow;
There thy infinite attributes were magnified,
and infinite atonement was made;
There infinite punishment was due,
and infinite punishment was endured.

Christ was all anguish that I might be all joy,
cast off that I might be brought in,
trodden down as an enemy
that I might be welcomed as a friend,
surrendered to hell’s worst,
that I might attain heaven’s best,
stripped that I might be clothed,
wounded that I might be healed,
athirst that I might drink,
tormented that I might be comforted,
made a shame that I might inherit glory,
entered darkenns that I might have eternal light.

My Saviour wept that all tears might be wiped from my eyes,
groaned that I might have endless song,
endured all pain that I might have unfading health,
bore a thorny crown that I might have a glory-diadem,
bowed his head that I might uplift mine,
experienced reproach that I might receive welcome,
closed his eyes in death that I might gaze on unclouded brightness,
expired that I might for ever live.

O Father, who spared not thine only Son that thou might spare me,
All this transfer thy love designed and accomplished;

Help me to adore thee by lips and life.

O, that my every breath might be ecstatic praise,
my every step buoyant with delight, as I see
my enemies crushed,
Satan baffled, defeated, destroyed,
sin buried in the ocean of reconciling blood,
hell’s gates closed,
heaven’s portal open.

Go forth, O conquering God, and show me the cross,
might to subdue,
comfort, and save

2 thoughts on “The Great Exchange

  1. Oh..How I love those words, ‘IT IS FINISHED.’ God has been faithful and the Calvary story though our story is the greatest exchange man will ever encounter. Thank you for such special words of an act of love through that poem.


    Love, Gladwell

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