"I Came to the Cross"

I wrote this poem a couple years back from the perspective of someone coming out of a works-based religion or cult.  I had no idea that one day at least part of it would describe me.  Ah, but I love what God has done.

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I've walked down this road too long

For years I have chosen the wrong

Didn't know grace, didn't seek Your face

But then I came to the Cross

I came to the Cross

That once-despised tree

I see the blood-stains

They're pleading for me

You heard my cries

And You looked in my eyes

I'd never known love before

All my sins were as black as the night

I had nothing to set my heart aright

Held in sin's vice, owing a great price

That's when I came to the Cross

I came to the Cross

That once-despised tree

I see the blood-stains

They're pleading for me

You heard my cries

And You looked in my eyes

You shed Your mercy on me

All my past faded away

My soul saw the light of Your day

Blind eyes now see, Your blood covers me

Yes, when I came to the Cross

I came to the Cross

That once-despised tree

I see the blood-stains

They're pleading for me

You heard my cries

And You looked in my eyes

Forgiveness was offered to me

Gone are the works I tried to perform

Gone are the ways I tried to conform

Sufficient Your grace, You took my place

Hallelujah! I came to the Cross

I came to the Cross

That once-despised tree

I see the blood-stains

They're pleading for me

You heard my cries

And You looked in my eyes

Forever I'm changed, a new creation

Justified, free, no condemnation

Your love is greater than heaven or earth

Your cross alone can give me true worth

I came to the Cross

That blessed tree

And now it is empty

Empty for me

You've gone above

To show me Your love

I'm waiting Your face to see

- rld