This Little Life
This little life,
I live on this earth below,
So often torn and filled with strife.
The rugged cross once stood so tall,
It carried the burden of the world,
For Jesus was dying, dying for all.
Oh such pain he had to bear!
Alone with two thieves,
He bled and died to take away my sin.
And then triumphantly he rose. Continue reading “This Little Life of Mine”