A Story to Tell

Little white cross by the side of the road
Tells a story
Of grief observed
Of woe absorbed
Of life lived short
There they met great pain and loss
There they paid unspeakable cost
Little white cross.

Blood-stained Cross on a faraway hill
Tells a bigger story
Eternal Word made flesh who dwelt
Sovereign Savior in time and space
Suffering grief, woe, pain and loss
Taking wrath that spelled my death
Sinless sentenced in my place
Blood-stained Cross.

They choose a cross to mark great loss
He chose the Cross to mark great gain
Holiness, mercy, grace on display
Evil, enemy, imposter put on notice
Numbered days
He will return
As He said He would
The Cross His glory and my good.