Thursday, January 16, 2014

A Free and Heavy Cross

The cross of Christ
     A gift so free
That saved my life
     Eternally

But how can I
     So foolishly
Assume the blood
     Which set me free
     Has made the hard path easy?

The cross of Christ
     Though free indeed
Lays heavy on my back

The Fount is free
     But to receive
One must give up his life
     Deny himself,
     pick up the cross
A living sacrifice

Though none can buy this blood-bought gift
All saints must pay their lives
     Deny themselves,
     Pick up the cross
A living sacrifice

For faith is not just seeing
     It's more than just believing
This gift of faith,
     It follows Christ
Picks up the cross
     Lays down it's life

For though our entrance free
    And though the path is paved
The way unto the narrow gate
     Bids us to bare a heavy weight
Yet God will bid his Spirit come
     And give us strength to make it home.