"at the cross
at the cross
where I first saw the light
and the burden of my heart
rolled away
it was there by faith
I received my sight
now no longer I
but Christ in me"
cling.
cling to.
cling to the.
cling to the cross.
over and over
this heart hears
those words so passionate
remember.
remember the.
remember the story.
His heart whispers
to this heart
do not forget
do not forget
where and when
the first breath
of life alive
was taken
for surely one
can breath
yet not live life
and that which seems light
can in essence be quite dark
for is it not all relative?
and if one has never seen
light so radiant so piercing
what would be the comparison?
and sight.
eyes seeing can be
oh so blinded
for although our eyes perceive
is it not really the heart that sees?
and if the eyes are the mirror of
the soul
perhaps sight goes both ways
and oh the burdens.
burdens of the heart.
some so heavy as to
cause the heart to stoop
some seeming normal
for they have never
not been a
burden
oh the beauty...
the beauty lies in His love
a love truly unfathomable
a love so tender yet fierce
a love willing to face death
so we could know life...
so we could know our Father
our Daddy
our Abba
no night so dark
no storm so relentless
no pain so heartbreaking
no loss
no gain
no right
no wrong
will ever cause
His love to change
so cling to the cross
and hear Him singing
over you...His beloved.
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