01.39. Excerpt8 - Calvary's Tree

Excerpt8 - Calvary’s Tree

I know that I shall never see
A tree like that on Calvary,
A tree on which men, poor and blind,
Defiled the Savior of mankind.
That sin was done by fools like me,
But God Himself was on that tree!

I love to think, as He hung there --
No eye to pity, none to care,
Victim of hate, betrayed and cursed,
Cut off from God, dying in thirst --
I love to think He thought of me
When hanging there upon the tree.

I joy to know He’ll come again,
Who on a tree by man was slain.
I’ll count myself among the wise
Who wait His coming from the skies;
Not from a tree, but from a throne
He soon shall rule this world alone.

(Dedicated to Gary Johnson)