At the foot of the cross
I lay my insecurities
In purities
Sins and all.
At the foot of the cross
My soul is purified
By the Crimson blood
Shed on Calvaries tree.
At the foot of the cross
I find my saving grace
And his name is
Christ Jesus.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
Feb.06.07
9: 50 A.M PST
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Michelle..You, spending very few words, can make your reader flow with your thoughts...A rare quality...10+...I find myself kneeling down....At The Foot Of The Cross....Luv - Brishti...