With eyes on the prize, the gifts
hearts in the right place,
and their hands on the cross
we met the son, our brother,
Jesus walked with us,
spoke to us, encouraged us,
cried and laughed with us
sharing our days in the fellowship
the communion of our faith
in song, in praise, in prayer,
and in living worship
recommitting our lives
to Him, confession and proclaiming
His love in our words
our actions, our tears
October 23, 2007 2:14pm
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Their Hands on the Cross
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