The Cross Of Jesus

Just a little cross
For you to see,

Just a little cross
For you to share,

Just a little reminder,

Of how much our Lord
Does care,

Each time you look upon
Your cross,

Remember what it cost,

The gift for you is free...

It was paid upon THE TREE.




P/S :
As i carry my cross with me, i remember what my lord did for me
He died on the old rugged cross
To heal the broken hearted and save the lost

On his back were scars from the cat of nine tales
On his head were wrapped the large thorns were wrapped
The pain he took for you and I
And one day we will hear him say welcome home child, it is I

Untitled Love

Happiness is but a vague expression,
a mere public showboat,
the boy cries at night,
but hides his pain at sunrise;

smiles are just a way to hide his hurt,
those sad eyes never forget,
so alone he reaches out,
only to grasp the air;

such loneliness overwhelmes his tiny heart,
never to trust again,
love is never satisfied in his world,
happiness is but a life away.