I once was just a little ol' tree
And no one even wanted me
Not even for firewood, or Christmas each year
Always would my limbs be bare?
Please use me God, I wished
Even if I could be a tiny boat for fishermen to fish
Then one day my wish came true
But instead of making me a boat, I was made just for you
They made you carry me up a hill
And what I saw would make anyone ill
For they took three nails, and they hammered you to me
What happened on that day, I knew went down in history
I can't explain the way this little tree felt
But deep down inside, I just knew I would melt
Because you see, I was made into the cross you took to Calvary
Thank you Jesus for dying for me
For taking away my sins, and setting me free
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