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"Follow Me"
by Grace E. Easley
"Take up your cross and follow Me,
Wherever I may lead,
Your back will ache, your feet grow tired,
And yes, your heart will bleed.
But we shall walk together,
And I will share your lot,
For I am always with you,
And will forget you not."
"Take up your cross and follow Me,
And I will fill your days
With joy that only I can give,
In many precious ways.
So learn to know Me better,
For there are miles to go,
And rest your head upon My heart,
. . . For I have loved you so."
"The light grows dim, the dusk descends,
The sunlight turns to shade,
I give My angels charge of you,
So do not be afraid.
But trust in Me and do not grieve
For what has come and gone,
I will provide for all your needs,
. . . Because you are My own."
"My yoke is sweet, My burden light,
No matter where you roam,
Remember earth will pass away,
But heaven is your home.
How very brief a time man walks
Upon this earthly sod,
So love Me as I first loved you,
. . . And know that I am God."
