The Cross
The cross is where they led Him.
The cross is where he died for all our sins.
That cross that should have been ours. Some see it as just a cross-they do not see the blood. They choose their own way,
walking around with shackles for the whole to see .
The cross can set you free from our shackles.
The cross-we all should have seen. Then , maybe the love of Lord we all could see.
But some still see it as just a cross. But God sees His son and the blood that cover all our sins.
The cross is where we all begin- so pick up your cross and let Jesus lead you home.
Copyright © Angelia Dawson | Year Posted 2008
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