"Love Lustres at Calvary." What does that mean? I went to dictionary.com to look up the definition of lustres. First of all, it was a british varient of "luster," but besides that the very first definition was:
"the state or quality of shining by reflecting light; glitter, sparkle, sheen, or gloss: the luster of satin."
I happened to like the third definition as well:
"radiant or luminous brightness; brilliance; radiance."
So, maybe the phrase is trying to say, at the place where Jesus was crucified (which is what Calvary means), the act of love shown bright. At the cross, there was a glow, a brillance, a light. That radiance came from the act of love that Jesus showed us.
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Love Lustres at Calvary
“My Father,
Enlarge my heart, warm my affections,
open my lips, supply words that proclaim:
‘Love lustres 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 darkness 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 mightest 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,
mighty to subdue, comfort and save.”
Bennet, Arthur, ed. Valley of Vision (Edinburgh: Banner of Truth, 1975), p. 44.
