The Cross Was His Own~A Poem

They borrowed a bed to lay his head
When Christ came down
They borrowed a donkey in the mountain pass
For Him to ride to town

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

He borrowed the ship in which to sit
To teach the multitude
He borrowed the nest in which to rest
He had never a home so rude

He borrowed a room on His way to the tomb
The Passover Lamb to eat
They borrowed the cave for Him a grave
They borrowed a winding sheet

But the crown that He wore and the Cross He bore
Were His Own
The Cross was His Own

Author Unknown


  1. After reading the poem, I realized Jesus did not "own" much when it came to possessions because He knew He wasn't going to be here long and neither are we!

    He did not accumulate things but lived as sojourner here on earth, so should we. Matthew 6:19-20 came alive for me... "Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal BUT But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven"


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