Cut and chopped it falls for us

blessed by the builder’s plan

in Noah’s boat, in Aaron’s rod,

we see the Son of Man…

In manger bed and boyhood hands

it served our savior’s will

to feed his needs and then the world

through acts he would fulfill…

All good came from that first tree

when sin and death were born

God knew the pain it all would cost

to feel his body torn…

And so the wood became a cross

to bear our acts of shame

to call the blind, the mute, the bound,

the twisted bent and lame…

We see it now on Friday Good

the wood placed far above,

we take our wood to walk with him

in death so blessed by love…