p. 7 | Cross Wearing by Horatius Bonar

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Dec 3, 1912

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 39, No. 47.

Cross Wearing

By Horatius Bonar

I am crucified with Christ— With Him nailed upon the tree. Not the cross, then, do I bear, But the cross it beareth me— Solemn cross on which I died, One with Him, the Crucified.

Shall I take that blood-stained cross, Cross of agony and shame, Cross of Him who fought my fight, Cross of Him who overcame? Shall I deck myself with thee, Awful cross of Calvary?

Shall I drag thee through the crowd, Mid the laughter that is there; Whirl thee through the giddy waltz, Bound upon my neck or hair? Awful cross of Calvary, Shall I deck myself with thee?

Shall I make that lowly cross Minister of woman's pride, Drawing eyes to me that should Fix upon the Crucified? Awful cross of Calvary, Shall I deck myself with thee?

Shall I call this glittering gem, Made for show and vanity— Shall I call this gaud a cross, Cross of Him who died for me? Shall I deck myself with thee, Awful cross of Calvary? —Horatius Bonar.