I carry a cross in my pocket
A simple reminder to me
Of the fact that I am a Christian
No matter where I may be.
This little cross is not magic
Nor a good luck charm
It isn't meant to protect me
From every physical harm.
It's not meant for identification
For all the world to see,
It's simply an understanding
Between my Savior and me.
When I put my hand in my pocket
To bring out a coin or key,
The cross is there to remind me
Of the price He payed for me.
It reminds me too, to be thankful
For my blessing day by day.
And to strive to serve Him better.
In all that I do and say.
It's also a daily reminder
Of the peace and comfort I share
With all who know my Master
And give themselves to His care.
So I carry a cross in my pocket.
Reminding no one but me,
That Jesus Christ is the
Lord of my life.
If only I'll let he be...
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