Each of us, if we are open, ready, prepared
led to the cross, the cross of Christ, his sacrifice
his blood shed; his body pierced
submitting himself for all of us
Led to the cross, the cross of salvation
the empty cross, the Christ raised, risen
from the dead, from Sheol,
conquering death, the grave, the cross
living now, eternal, at the right hand, the Father
Led to the cross, facing our cross, our yoke
submitting our will, just as he did
taking up our cross, our yoke
Led to the cross, to pick up where he left off
December 8, 2008
Monday, December 08, 2008
Led to the cross
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