His Cross Poem by Loyd C Taylor Sr
His Cross
The idols of my heart were many,
I sunk low beneath the Law’s demand;
Satan’s chains held me a prisoner,
Burdened down by sin, I could not stand.
Then there before me stood the answer!
Guilt and slavery would soon be loss;
For my shackles broke and fell from me,
When I knelt humbly before His cross!
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: chains,loss,slavery
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Thank God for the salvation and freedom in Christ's shed blood!
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