An empty cross, a risen King, from death's dark womb new life does spring; for though the cross did slay the lamb, death lost the fight to the great I AM. That once foreboding fate that loomed, was swallowed in a victory tune, that Jesus sang with angels fair in that sweet Easter morning air, "Come rise with Me and live anew; receive My Word for I AM true. Rise high and free from death and sin; repent, believe, be born again <3
my family flourishes in faith crosses are hung throughout my house
Handmade rosaries, decades, & chaplets (gorg). I remember making rosaries in school!