Crib & Cross

THE

CRIB

AND THE

CROSS

“…and His sepulcher shall be glorious!”  (Isaiah 11:10) 

The crib –

In the shadow of the cross

Rough and hard

No lustrous gloss 

No lustrous gloss

Or polished sheen

Just wood for His birth

And for the death scene

For the death scene they thought

Would end all

Casting its shadow o'er

Crib like a pall 

But the crib and the cross

Both did hold

His new Body warm

His dead Body cold 

Now His dead Body cold

Laid to rest in the tomb

As predicted resurrected

Warm-like from white womb 

As it had been known

Back to Adam’s rib

That the wood of the cross

Was foreshadowed by crib 

How was foreshadowed

This cross of wood?

Twas Mary’s tear drops

On crib as she stood 

Which dripped right and left

Middle up – middle down

In the stain of a cross

On wood crib on the ground 

The crib –

In the shadow of the cross

Wooden enmities ‘tween Mary

And shameful serpent’s great loss!