Upon The Cross Poem by Connie L. Burchett

Upon The Cross


When I look upon the cross
this is what I see; the lamb
of GOD who came and died for me.

Even Though I scorned and mocked
his name; he still gave his live for me.
It my my sins and transgressions that
nailed him there.

His body was broken; his blood ran
free while he hung upon that cross;
with tears in his eyes and his arms
stretched wide he said 'Come unto me.'

He paid the price and he gave his all
as he hung upon that cross;
do you know? He did this all for me.



April 1,1999