My Cross
I hold my Cross I drop to my knees for self-restraint against the evil forces that often fly to sting like a bee trying to take my blessings away every day my prayers I recite so faithfully at times with tears in my eyes I find peace be still with in me and can go about my day protected and those I love as well in times of stormy weathers my savior walks on water he pulls me out and reassure me I am not alone I am guided and guarded my cross is my handling all of my transgressions within closed doors for he that truly sees me will deliver me into solid ground my worries are few since I put my trust in my heavenly father who will deliver me my cross is the glow that very few see glowing from a far I keep my prayers in a jar to pick each day and recite to help make right the wrong that brakes my strong my faith and prayers restore the chaos that comes to destroy the peace within to be still my cross is my shield from the invisible prince sibilities that come to devour gods children and steal our peace be still I take my cross where ever I go as my shield for peace will remain still amen
Copyright © Mirian Parrilla Garcia | Year Posted 2017
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