Dwell in His shelter
Ruby Harris

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The Cross and Me

The cross lay ready, a life to take 
This particular day, the entire world was at stake 
They bought "the man" drove in the nails 
Nails made of love that never fails 

He had the thorn crown pushed into His head 
People yelling, "Crucify", wanting Him dead
Blood flowing, its value not known
All they saw was a king with no throne 

Up went the cross, dropping in the ground 
No one caring, there was no coming down 
He spoke no defense, dying for sin 
God gave His Son for those of us crucifying Him

As He clenched His teeth and cried aloud 
I would imagine He was heard over all the crowd
"My God, My God, Why hast Thou forsaken Me?"
God couldn't look at His Son dying,
            BECAUSE OF ME 

Sunday April 8, 2001
Ruby Harris 
Dwell in His shelter - Psalms 91:1
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