Lent- A Time to Think and Evaluate

Lent- A Time to Think and Evaluate

Close, Come to His Cross,

The Scene, His Life, Seem as Dross.

I Will Cherish the Old Rugged Cross

The Wood, The Blood,

Attack my Soul Like a flood.

I Want to Flee,

In His Visage, it is Me.

I Will Cling to the Old Rugged Cross

He Hangs in My Place,

Clothed in Disgrace.

His Head Bowed Low,

From Brokeness, Life does Flow.

I Will Cherish the Old Rugged Cross

His Eyes, Upon Me Gaze,

My Tears, My Vision does Haze.

The Death Post, I Again Come Near,

For My Need I See Clear.

I Will Cling to the Old Rugged Cross

My Hands, Soul, do Grip His Feet,

Souls Rejoice! For Salvation Sweet.

The Post, The Beam, That Raised Him High,

Transport All Beyond the Sky.

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"I Will Cling- I Will Cherish" The Old Rugged Cross-George Benard

Blessings to All.