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The Cross

The cross is just a symbol, though it's very very strong that we have taken to our hearts to show where we belong the feelings that the cross brings out can never be dismissed it links us all to Jesus Christ cause we are on his list the rough hewn wood where Jesus died, the nails that held Him there the mocking sign above His head, the crown He had to wear all of these things should make us weep remembering our loss now we should think of what was done each time we see a cross They nailed Him there for all to see, a lesson we should learn it seems they never realized the riches we would earn the payment for our sins was made in pain and agony and yet while bearing all of that He had His mind on me It fills us up with love and awe and makes us feel so small He bore the torture, pain, and death while innocent of all but promises were made before, that He would not be stilled which resurrection on day three proved, after He was killed The pledges that were made back then are just as strong today by following the Saviors words His price we shall not pay To live forever is the goal for all who love the Lord who use His lessons every day and follow in His Word By being born again we're told, we can go through the gates it's best to take the certain route than leave it to the fates to see the Pearly gates on high and touch the Jasper walls and to hear Angelic voices resounding down the halls Now when we take our final breath we won't be sad or scared we know just where we're going and we know that Jesus cared we'll live forever happily without a tear or loss because of what was done that day on that old rugged cross

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