Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Three Stark Crosses.
There are three stark crosses on a lonely hill
The sun casts a shadow of grey
God’s precious Son hung on the centre one
The sun didn’t shine that day.
The sky was black when God’s only Son died
The veil of the temple was torn
From the top to the bottom, so only God
Could have ripped it down to the floor.
How could You let Your only Son die
Just for sinful ungrateful man?
What have we done to deserve such a great love
Such a sacrifice and short life span.
My God, my God,! Jesus cried out that day
Now we make the same cry too
My God please forgive me, wash my sins away
I want to be worthy of You.
Lord, I pledge You my life, my heart and my dreams
That’s all I can offer to You
Please take me and use me for I want to be
A servant who is worthy of You.
Make me a servant who is worthy of You.
W.B. March 2009.