THE CROSS WAS HIS OWN


They borrowed a bed to lay His head
When Christ the Lord came down;

They borrowed the ass in the mountain pass
For him to ride to town;

But the crown that He wore and the Cross that He bore
Were his own----
The Cross was His own!

He borrowed the bread when the crowd He fed
On the grassy mountain side,

He borrowed the dish of broken fish
With which He satisfied.

But the crown that He wore and the Cross that He bore
Were his own----
The Cross was His own!

He borrowed the ship in which to sit
To teach the multitudes;

He borrowed a nest in which to rest----
He had never a home so rude;

But the crown that He wore and the Cross that He bore
Were His own----
The Cross was His own!

He borrowed a room on His way to the tomb
The passover lamb to eat:

They borrowed a cave for Him a grave,
They borrowed a winding sheet.

But the Crown that he wore and the Cross that He bore
Were his own----
The Cross was His own.

-Unknown

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