When I Look to the Cross
by Deborah Ann Belka When I look to the Cross, raised high upon Calvary's Hill I see Jesus' agony and pain of completing His Father's will. I see shoulders slumped over, a thorn-crowned head hanging I see where man left his mark and where sin left its branding. When I look to the Cross, where the sacrificial blood flowed I see the nails in hands and feet and the love for me He showed. I see my own sinful nature, and how Jesus' death set me free I see the shame of my disgrace and it takes me to my knees. When I look to the Cross, raised high upon Calvary's Hill I see the need to die to myself and do my Father's will . . . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ John 6:38 "For I came down from heaven, not to do mine own will, but the will of him that sent me." Copyright 2019 Deborah Ann Belka [email protected] www.hiswingsshadow.com http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/ TO GOD BE THE GLORY! Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |
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