If The Cross Should Speak

Last night in prayer I saw the cross
on which my Savior died.

I asked, Dear sir, what was it like?” Before it spoke, it cried.

“Of all the things I could be made why was it picked for me
that I should hold the Son of God not able to set Him free!?

Through tears of grief it broke my heart with mighty depth of pain
my bark drank in the blood of God and received that holy stain.”

I heard just then the nails cry out in sorrow and dismay,
“We too were forced an awful role that dark and gloomy day.

We trembled in the hands of men while with their mallets grim
they forced the nails through sinless hands with which to crucify Him.”

And at this point the crown gave way to wails of horror too;
“They took my beauty and formed me round
His beautiful brow pierced through.”

They all in chorus raised one voice with agony profuse,
“Please understand we had no choice or power to refuse!”

But then the tomb like steeple bell rang out with great elation,
“I could not keep Him, He rose again to offer all salvation.”

“Dear friends”, said I. “please weep no more nor linger in despair;
for you were used of God you see though no one was aware

To bring salvation full and free by grace through faith in Christ,
and through belief on Jesus’ name the gift of eternal life!”

-by, Dr. George H. Alquist, Jr.