by Cheryl Brand

Created on: August 15, 2011

THE CROSS

The cross is where I fell on my face and wept - wept from my sin - wept for joy

The cross is where I met my Lord and Saviour and my forever friend

Across my life lay the most beautiful thing - the cross - that makes my heart to sing

The top is at the end the bottom is the beginning of my journey in Him.

The cross beam is laid at the heart of all that I am and all that I was.

Without Him I can do nothing - and without the cross I would have nothing

Into the cross I laid myself bare, to find and receive all treasured things

Threw myself in unawares of the blessings and gifts that were in the offing

And all the mysteries, miracles and answer to prayer that only God can bring.

The cross is where I met the God of all the earth, the Holy and Majestied One

All host of heaven recorded the time and place of that Holy union

Where I gave all that I have and all that I am to receive the Best and Most of all

Up above the clouds went I into the glorious throne room of our Lord.

Rising above all earthly things into the cross I found life -

How can this most cruel thing be the thing that delivered me from hell?

what other might what other foe could bring me down from this wonderful sight

I will behold forever and a day in the inner place the things that He has held

For me in keeping until that day when I would be faced with the most incredible joy

The cross - His Cross - the most Holy Cross - where He bore it all on that amazing hill.

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