Cross that we Bear by Michael A Gomez April, 1999

Hope is in her wings, as she flies through the air.

holding the message She brings, with tender loving care.

shining like a diamond ring, so unique and rare.

singing about a mighty king, whose way beyond compare.

Peace came down to me, like a lover and a friend.

She laid me down gently, and rested my weary head.

She prayed for me sincerely, and gave me new found strength.

And gave me the inner peace, to truly love again.

Love Is her name, for she has answered all my prayers.

A dove who came down from heaven, and is always there.

Hush, my little baby, don't you cry in despair.

Cause we're all made to carry, the cross that we bear.

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From: Apocalypse 2000