25 january 2018
Poem: Clinging to The Cross
I’m dearly clinging to The Cross
of Christ, as though this Life
depends on it; with these empty
hands there’s no gain, but loss
since Salvation can’t be earned.
The vanity of accomplishments
and earthly achievements mean
nothing, seeing that it’s burned
up within the crucible of works.
My Hope remains in Christ alone
and the commitment of His Word;
I’m not motivated by a knee jerk
reaction to lies from His enemy.
Therefore, I’ll remain vigilant,
confident and sober, knowing that
on Christ, I will always rely!
Author notes
Inspired by:
John 3:16; Eph 2:8-9; Rom 3:23;
1 Pet 5:8
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2017, All rights reserved.
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