THE CROSS IN MY POCKET 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. The little cross is not magic Nor is it a good luck charm It isn’t to protect me From every physical harm. It’s not for identification For all the world to see It simply is an understanding Between the Saviour and me. When I put my hand in my pocket To bring out a coin or a key The cross is there to remind me Of the price he paid for me. It reminds me to be thankful For my blessings Day by Day To try and Serve HIM better In all I do and say.