Poetry of the Cross: Crucifixion to the World by the Cross of Christ

But far be it from me to boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.

Galatians 6:14

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hen I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God,
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down,
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

—Isaac Watts

More Poetry of the Cross

• Dorothy at Field Stone Cottage: Not All the Blood of Beasts
• Update: Brandon of Siris: Dream of the Rood
  

Gospel List 2

The gospel should be

• Proclaimed. (Revelation 14:6; 2 Thessalonians 2:9; Colossians 1:23; Ephesians 6:19; Galatians 2:1; 1 Corinthians 9:14)
  
• Obeyed (or believed). (1 Peter 4:17; 2 Thessalonians 1:10-11; Romans 10:16)
• Preached. (2 Timothy 1:10-11, 2:8; Galatians 1:11, 3:8, 4:13; 2 Corinthians 2:12, 8:19, 10:16, 11:11; 1 Corinthians 1:17, 9:16, 15:1; Romans 15:20)
• Taught. (2 Timothy 1:10-11)
• Declared. (1 Thessalonians 2:2; Ephesians 6:20)
• Heard. (Colossians 1:5, 23; Ephesians 1:13)
• Accepted. (2 Corinthians 11:4)
• Labored and served in. (Philippians 2:22, 4:3; Romans 15:16, 19)
• Shared. (1 Thessalonians 2:8)
• Defended and confirmed. (Philippians 1:7, 16)
• Preserved. (Galatians 2:5)
  
• Confessed. (2 Corinthians 9:13)
• Presented. (1 Corinthians 9:18)

Gospel List 1

Poetry of the Cross: Why Have You Forsaken Me?

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y God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me, from the words of my groaning?
O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer,
and by night, but I find no rest.

 
Yet you are holy,
enthroned on the praises of Israel.
In you our fathers trusted;
they trusted, and you delivered them.
To you they cried and were rescued;
in you they trusted and were not put to shame.

But I am a worm and not a man,
scorned by mankind and despised by the people.
All who see me mock me;
they make mouths at me; they wag their heads;
“He trusts in the Lord; let him deliver him;
let him rescue him, for he delights in him!”

Yet you are he who took me from the womb;
you made me trust you at my mother’s breasts.
On you was I cast from my birth,
and from my mother’s womb you have been my God.
Be not far from me,
for trouble is near,
and there is none to help.

Many bulls encompass me;
strong bulls of Bashan surround me;
they open wide their mouths at me,
like a ravening and roaring lion.

I am poured out like water,
and all my bones are out of joint;
my heart is like wax;
it is melted within my breast;
my strength is dried up like a potsherd,
and my tongue sticks to my jaws;
you lay me in the dust of death.

For dogs encompass me;
a company of evildoers encircles me;
they have pierced my hands and feet—
I can count all my bones—
they stare and gloat over me;
they divide my garments among them,
and for my clothing they cast lots.

But you, O Lord, do not be far off!
O you my help, come quickly to my aid!
Deliver my soul from the sword,
my precious life from the power of the dog!
Save me from the mouth of the lion!
You have rescued me from the horns of the wild oxen!

I will tell of your name to my brothers;
in the midst of the congregation I will praise you:
You who fear the Lord, praise him!
All you offspring of Jacob, glorify him,
and stand in awe of him, all you offspring of Israel!
For he has not despised or abhorred
the affliction of the afflicted,
and he has not hidden his face from him,
but has heard, when he cried to him.

From you comes my praise in the great congregation;
my vows I will perform before those who fear him.
The afflicted shall eat and be satisfied;
those who seek him shall praise the Lord!
May your hearts live forever!

All the ends of the earth shall remember
and turn to the Lord,
and all the families of the nations
shall worship before you.
For kingship belongs to the Lord,
and he rules over the nations.

All the prosperous of the earth eat and worship;
before him shall bow all who go down to the dust,
even the one who could not keep himself alive.
Posterity shall serve him;
it shall be told of the Lord to the coming generation;
they shall come and proclaim his righteousness to a people yet unborn,
that he has done it.

 —David, Psalm 22 (ESV)

More Poetry of the Cross

• Dorothy at Field Stone Cottage: Its Throned Upon the Awful Tree
• Ellen of The Happy Wonderer: Poetry of the Cross
• Rosemary of Seasonings of the Heart: Extended on a Cursèd Tree
• Brandon of Siris: Good Friday

You are welcome to join me in my celebration of Poetry of the Cross if you wish. Just post a cross-centered poem today and/or tomorrow, send me the link to your poem and I’ll link back to it.