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 saide;
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 multitude;
He borrowed a nest in which to rest,
He had never a home so crude;
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.
--Author Unknown
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