The Cross Was His Own
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 he bore were his own,
The cross was his own.
He borrowed the bread, when the crowd, he fed on the grassy mountain side,
He borrowed a dish of broken fish with which he satisfied,
But the crown that he wore and the cross 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 the cave, for him a grave,
They borrowed the winding sheet,
But the crown that he wore and the cross he bore were his own,
The cross was his own,
The cross was his own,
The cross was his own,
The cross was his own,
And he carried it for me,
And he carried it for me,
And he carried it for me,
And he carried it for me.
They borrowed the ass in the mountain pass for him to ride to town,
But the crown that he wore and the cross he bore were his own,
The cross was his own.
He borrowed the bread, when the crowd, he fed on the grassy mountain side,
He borrowed a dish of broken fish with which he satisfied,
But the crown that he wore and the cross 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 the cave, for him a grave,
They borrowed the winding sheet,
But the crown that he wore and the cross he bore were his own,
The cross was his own,
The cross was his own,
The cross was his own,
The cross was his own,
And he carried it for me,
And he carried it for me,
And he carried it for me,
And he carried it for me.
More Lyrics From The Album
- 01. They Times They Are A Changing
- 02. And They Call It Love
- 03. Without Eyes
- 04. Corpse
- 05. Suicide
- 06. She
- 07. Take My Hand
- 08. Testimony
- 09. The Cross Was His Own
- 10. Hide Me
- 11. Come Unto Me
