There is a cross upon my head
A mark of ashes on my brow
It runs deep within my soul
And though the ash will wash away
The cross is yet mine to bear
I willingly carry it in spirit
Remembering blessings brought to me
From a cross bore long ago
With this in mind I carry on
And go forth in grace alone
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