Beneath the Shadow of the Cross

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High

will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say to the LORD, “You are my refuge and my fortress,

my God, in whom I trust.” 

Psalm 91:1-2 

Oft-times when praying,
after thanking God for His gift of salvation and His faithfulness
I can get caught up in a long list of cares and needs,
some my own and some my fellow-travelers.

I want to learn to get caught up in worshiping Him and praising him a little more as well.

Lord, let me think a little more

Of love, more precious far than gold

As morning flings ajar its door

And mercy breaks night’s starry mold

Let worship be my chief delight

In spite of living’s certain loss

Lord, keep me by your faithful Light

Beneath the shadow of the cross

The cross, from whence Love, blood-red fell

To purchase pardon for mankind

And victory o’er death and hell

When we have left this life behind

Then let hope’s wonderment eclipse

The weight of sorrow’s albatross

And keep faith’s footing firmly fixed

Beneath the shadow of the cross

Let hurt and heartache’s honing knife

Keen hunger for your Living Word

And as we break the Bread of Life

May awestruck gratitude be stirred

That You, Love’s Perfect Offering

Held nothing back for mankind’s cause

So death cannot inject its sting

Beneath the shadow of the cross

Lord, let me think a little more

Upon your awful sacrifice

Then let me return, as it were

To stand beneath Redemption’s price

And feel the fathoms of Your grace

Dissolve and absolve Eden’s curse

And let me glory in my place

Beneath the shadow of the cross

© Janet Martin

 O death, where is thy sting? 

O grave, where is thy victory?

 The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law.

 But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.

1 Cor.15:55-57