My Crucified Lord
Not understanding He had set me free
Little knowing I didnít have to carry a burden
Sin it had no longer had power over me!
Scourged with hurt, aching under my cross
Streams of sanctifying grace, I refused to see
That mingled with a precious Blood so divine
And flowed down that cross to envelop me!
A cross I despised, now my greatest blessing
Shows me a love Iíd never have known
Helps me understand Gods ultimate sacrifice
Know even in my darkest hour, Iím never alone!
Each bleeding wound, you made it your own
Each tear I shed, trickled down your face too,
Each hurt I renewed, hurt you also my Lord,
It wasnít just me who bled, it was you!
I see you now wiping the stain of sin away
I watch you cleansing the years of pain
As each time I apply your Blood on this sin,
Life in abundance, life anew I gain!
My hearts greatest desire is to never forget
That each cross I carry, you carry it too
I have only to claim your Blood over me
Your Spirit - my soul, body and heart will renew!
~ Judy Doyle ~
[ by: Judy Doyle, Copyright © 2010 -- submitted by: Judy Doyle ]
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