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“Answers From A Cross” (New Song #11)

In all this darkness there is a light,

A song from God, sung in the “night.”

“Where is God!” some men demand.

“Where was His, mighty, omnipotent hand?”

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Devastation from stormy blast…

Stricken faces—still aghast.

“Where is God…” their whispered plea.

“Doesn’t He care? Doesn’t He see?”

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“How could He care—and look away?”

“Where was His LOVE that autumn day?”

“Oh God, if You are Love; if You are Light…”

“Where was Your shield; where was Your might?”

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“Dear child,” in whispers soft and low—

A Voice, now speaks, so men will know.

“This evil thing that men have done…

Is why I sent My ONLY Son.”

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“Where is God? you ask of Me.

He’s hanging there—for all to see…

Upon a cross… sent by Me,

To die upon that gruesome tree!”

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“For every scheme and wicked plan,

Formed and fashioned there by man,

The glory of that cross will shine,

And ‘gold’ from grief—shall be mined…

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If in your deepest pain and loss,

You seek your answers at my cross?

Blood met with BLOOD—shall be redeemed!

Every… EVIL… WICKED… scheme!”

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Broken hearts—now wet with tears,

Covered! Cleansed! Conquered here!

Touched with glory from above;

Sealed forever—by My LOVE…

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So love conquers—death and hate;

So Love—never comes, too late!

My cross is victory’s conquering light!

My cross drives back your blackest night.

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Come My child, here, you will find;

Rest for weary heart and mind.

Hope reborn—Dreams anew!

At My cross, Light shines for you.

The answer

These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer;

I have overcome the world.”

John 16:33John 16:33
English: World English Bible - WEB

33 I have told you these things, that in me you may have peace. In the world you have oppression; but cheer up! I have overcome the world.”

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Memories

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I hear You LORD… Your call to climb;
To reach bright destiny’s higher heights.
How do I climb, when hands of mine;
Are gripping baggage from long gone days?
Childhood’s hopes, for what might have been

Your only answer, “Climb or die.”

Climb or die? What choice is that?
What kind of Love can ask me this?
Surrender memory’s darker shores?
How God, with memories deeply planted…
Rooting me – in bitter lands of ash and char.
How can I escape their iron grip?
It is, too hard… You ask, too much!

Voice again whispers, “Climb or die,
Whose Love to you, means more than these…
Dead dreams you’ve lost, with love of self?
Lay down these idols, one and all…
Surrender shrine to injured child!
Child-hopes are gone… now, let them go!
You cannot climb with hands so full.”

This truth I see – and so I choose
To lay them down, to give them up;
These ashen hopes and bitter lies.
What use have I, for useless things?
The past released and must remain,
In phantom mists of days long gone.
With empty hands – with lighter heart,
I take firm grip on Master’s word,
And plant my foot on higher ground.