Beneath The Shadow Of The Cross Poem by Perry Biggerstaff

When family's tears flow like a fountain,
That comes from heartache and in loss,
Let's meet somewhere on Calvary's mountain,
beneath the shadow of the cross.

Where silent sobs of heartfelt moaning,
Would clutch us in the dark of night,
And broken hearts are filled with groaning,
Let's give to God our tortured plight.

It's in these times we come together,
For strength and blood are intertwined.
Tightly gripping to loves tether,
we deal with grief that's unconfined.

Grant to us but just a measure,
To understand you laid to rest,
A heart of gold, a precious treasure,
For heaven truly took the best.

Lord, give to us your gracious healing
When doubts and fears our minds would toss.
Remind us that there's strength in kneeling,
beneath the shadow of the cross.

Perry Biggerstaff