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 is it a good luck charm,It isn't
meant to protect me,From every physical harm.
It's not 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 paid for me.
It reminds me too,To be thankful,For my blessings day by day,And to
strive to serve Him better,In all that I do or say.
It's also a daily reminder,Of the peace and comfort I share,With all
who hnow 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 Lord of my life,If only I let Him be.
My Cross
to you, was Myself, So that you could be free.