I hesitated to share it at first, because I didn't feel like it was finished, but I'm not sure what else to change to fix it, so I'm just going to leave it the way that it is.
The Cross
A bloody cross stands on a hill and gently calls my name.
It beckons me to come, to leave behind my worldliness and fame.
"I cannot!" I cry, though my heart softens deep within.
A bloody cross stands on a hill and gently calls my name.
It beckons me to come, and leave behind my life of sin and shame.
"I've tried!" I cry, as my heart starts breaking from within.
A bloody cross stands on a hill and softly calls my name.
I see my Savior bleeding there, covered in my guilt and shame.
"Oh, Savior, what a price You paid!" I cry,falling down before my King.
A bloody cross stands on a hill and softly calls my name.
He gave His all to save me, and what can I do but offer Him the same?
I will follow Him most gladly, no matter what the future may bring.
In His Love,
Christy
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