Singing About Penal Substitutionary Atonement

Not a lot of songs being written these days about Father God choosing to show off his glory to the universe by crushing his innocent Son under the infinite, righteous wrath of a sin-hating God in the place of condemned sinners. But there is no greater "material" for the songwriter who has seen the cross! The love and justice of God meeting in Christ in that amazing "hour" (Jn 17:1), as he hung on the tree to redeem us! No greater theme for writing, singing, meditating and worshiping. Hallelujah to our God for his beautiful, soul-stirring gospel!

It takes us to the lowest depths of human emotion as Jesus felt for the first time in eternity the Father's...absence. The presence of his Father's glory, which was his passion and delight, was gone. "My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?"

This same gospel transports us to the highest realms of love; love that is beyond what we can ever fathom; mercy greater than our comprehension; GRACE poured out - lavished - upon those he could have crushed under good and perfect justice. Pardoning our wretched abominations! Giving to us the righteousness of Christ! Making us his sons and daughters!
O, wonderful love of God in Christ! ! !

Where are the songs on penal substitutionary atonement?

Here are a couple hymn verses that have elated my soul and filled me with wonderful praise to our Savior and God today:

The Lord in the day

Of his anger did lay

Our sins on the Lamb, and he bore them away.

He died to atone

For sins not his own;

The Father hath punished for us his dear Son

Love moved him to die

On this I rely

My Savior hath loved me, I cannot tell why;

But this I can tell:

He loved me so well

As to lay down his life to redeem me from hell

(Charles Wesley)

Ok, one more:

Death and the curse were in our cup

O Christ, 'twas full for Thee!

But thou hast drained the last dark drop

'Tis empty now for me.

That bitter cup, love drank it up

Thy bruising healeth me!

Jehovah lifted up his rod

O Christ, it fell on Thee!

Thou wast sore stricken of thy God

There's not one stroke for me...

Thy tears, thy blood, beneath it flowed

Thy bruising healeth me!

(Fanny Crosby).

There's no greater theme than the gospel!
Let it capture your heart, your thoughts, your emotions.
And if it leads to a song, sing it loud!!!