The Old Rugged Cross

 

This one I have left for last

The most insignificant of them all,

That is how it first appeared

But no longer to the called.

Nothing like those crucifixes

That are worn around the neck

But the means to crucify the Saviour

When they perceived a threat.

For the ordinary criminal

It was rough and crude and heavy,

For Jesus it was no different

And as he bore it, he became unsteady.

He fell beneath its weight

As he trudged the Calvary road

And the long distance he had to bear it

Seemingly increased the load.

He was despised and rejected

And was crucified on that cross

And none of his tormentors recognized

It was because they were lost.

 

So insignificant was the cross

And the person who hung therefrom

That they mocked and ridiculed the Christ

Taunting him to come down.

For me, for you, he died,

An eternal debt he paid

And now because of that wonderful cross

Thank God we are eternally saved.

The created had borne its Creator

A most incongruous sight,

But when he said it’s finished,

From there issued a glorious light.

 

Tidings of great joy-

That cross became for us,

On it the Saviour bled and died

In the person of the Lord Jesus.

Despise not small things;

They accomplish the greatest acts

And if you are not in the way of the cross,

It is time you get on track.

Stewart Russell © June 2020