*<* Cling To The Cross*<*</u>
My tears are shed each time I'm in God's presence
I have not felt such feelings so immense
The peace I feel cannot ever be expressed
He has shared with me a joy I've never possessed!
There comes a time
When all our efforts are transparent
A time
In which our weakness grows apparent
A time
When we may not seem coherent
It's that time to cling blindly to the cross!
Although the walls around me seem to crumble
And my voice has been heard to lowly grumble
On my Life's path I appear to have stumbled
By stormy winds I have roughly been tumbled
There comes a time
When we search for inner meaning
A time
When we need God's intervening
A time
When on Him alone we are leaning
It's that time we must cling to the cross!
copyright©2007Irene
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For I will restore health unto thee, and
I will heal thee of thy woumds, saith
the Lord!
Jeremiah 30:17
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