Clinging To The Cross

Note: Yesterday's sermon at church was called, 'The Message Of The Cross'.  I jotted down some thoughts about this.  I wish I were a bit better with music than I am, and I think I may have taken another liberty or two with terminology, but... We talked about old hymns and sang 'The Old Rugged Cross'.

I will cling to the cross

Whose mighty arms will lift me up

Whose rough-hewn skin

Willingly drank my bitter cup

I will cling to beams that sweated

Drops of precious blood

Who thirsted for water with parched lips

And to me gave a living flood

He forgave the unforgiveable

So that I would never forget

The terrible price that was paid

The life given without regret