At the Foot of the Cross

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  1. Ace

    Ace New Member

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    Fearing the battle was over
    And I'd already lost the war,
    I was tired of trying and failing.
    I just couldn't fight anymore.

    So, dragging my battle-scarred body,
    I crawled to the foot of the cross.
    And I sobbed. 'Oh please, Father forgive me.
    But I tried...I tried.. and still lost.'

    Then the air grew silent around me.
    I heard his voice just as clear as the dawn:
    'Oh, My child, though you are tired and weary,
    You can't stop, you have to go on.'

    At the foot of the Cross , where I met Him,
    At the foot of the Cross, where He died,
    I felt love, as I knelt in His presence .
    I felt hope, as I looked in His eyes.

    Then He gathered me lovingly to Him,
    As around us God's light clearly shone.
    And together we walked though my lifetime
    To heal every wound I had known.

    I found bits of my dreams, long forgotten ,
    And pieces of my life on the floor.
    But I watched as He tenderly blessed them,
    And my life was worth living once more.

    I knew then why I had been losing.
    I knew why I had not grown.
    At the foot of the Cross came the answer:
    I'd been fighting the battle alone .

    At the foot of the Cross, where I met Him,
    At the foot of the Cross, where He died,
    Then I knew I could face any challenge
    Together--just my Lord and I.


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  2. noeran

    noeran New Member

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    Aman. We can done nothing without the LORD.
    May the Peace of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ be with you.
     

  3. bud1110

    bud1110 New Member

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    Ace,

    Thanks brother for sharing this wonderful poem with us...