Over the years I prepared so hard,
hitting the gym and working out
to be ready to carry
the Cross I love to bear.
Even when my body said no
and my muscles failed me,
the love for the Cross made me
stronger each day with inexhaustible energy.
I could go a thousand miles
with the Cross I long to bear.
Scale untold heights, cross the deepest see, face danger with boldness and risk it all for the Cross I love to carry.
The Cross I love to carry is a battered heart afraid of being loved and repulsive to care.
Though the burden be heavy yet it will become light because I love my Cross.