Cross To Crumbs
CROSS TO CRUMBS
My heart is grieved for many a men
Who have forsaken the calling of the Cross
And have gone to chase 'rats and rabbits'.
On the Cross, we died to sin
From the grave, we were resurrected
And now we are seated with Christ in Heaven.
Where we are now, is the highest place
What we have now, is the greatest treasure
Who we are now, is the Lord's children.
But many have left this glory
And have gone under men's tables
To beg for crumbs- fame/fortune.
Come out from there, O child of God
Come back to the glorious message of the Cross
For in Christ, we have the greatest identity/wealth.
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