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There was such a price, but it was a price willingly paid. And it was paid when the light of the world was nailed to that cross, Punished in our place, pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins, beaten so that we could be whole, whipped so that we could be healed. Christ counted the cost, and in his bindless grace and his unfathomable love, he paid it anyway. By his blood, we were washed clean, forsaken so that we could be forgiven just as God in his loyal covenant love had promised.