At the Cross…by Jessica Suzanne Brinson

Posted on October 13, 2008 by admin

At the Cross

To the cross is where I go
When all I feel is shame.
And the cross is where I take
All my fear and pain.

There‚ nothing that adds up
To how I feel complete.
Or the peace I get
When all is at His feet.

Jesus is my refuge‚
My rock and all my strength.
He is where I go
When temptation is at length.

For the Devil wants to shake‚
and hurt‚ and pry.
He wants to keep me off my knees‚
he wants to make me cry.

Sometimes it’s hard to run from him‚
To want to hid and flee.
Then I remember my way out
Is upon each knee.

I close my eyes‚ shut my ears‚
My voice lifts up my prayer.
To the one who hears me
And listens from up there.

O Lord‚ Your cross is safety.
It’s where I run and hide.
I smile as peace enwraps me.
I know You’re on my side.

Jessica Suzanne Brinson