Lord, I am so thankful for the cross, for Calvary, for your bloodshed for me who is so unworthy; it means so much to me. So, whenever I am lonely, whenever I am weary, whenever I am burdened, whenever I am guilt-ridden; I will look to the cross of Jesus and be comforted. Thank you, Lord!

“Beneath the cross of Jesus, I fain would take my stand, the shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land; a home within the wilderness, a rest upon the way, from the burning of the noontide heat, and the burden of the day. Upon that cross of Jesus mine eye at times can see, the very dying form of One
who suffered there for me; and from my stricken heart with tears, two wonders I confess: the wonders of redeeming love and my unworthiness.” Oh glory be to God!