What's so special about a tree, without bright flowering buds to see?
What if it reached up to the sky - but imparted no beauty to the eye?
What's so special about a tree, without small birds chirping songs for me?
What if it had no living cells - nor rendered scents of unique smells?
What's so special about a tree, without any roots? Is that not key?
What if it had a trunk so tall - but yielded no juicy fruit each fall?
What's so special about a tree, that stands there dead for all to see?
What if the sunshine took its aim, but the shadow proved its simple frame?
What's so special about a tree, without ornaments' glistening spree?
What if it had no tinsel gold - and stood unparalleled, barren, cold?
What's so special about a tree, that held a life and saw it flee?
What if it held no life down in - but yet it held through thick and thin?
What's so special about a tree, that held One captive for you and me?
What if it charged the highest price - for the only, perfect sacrifice?
What's so special about a tree - so long ago lost? Say, what could it be?
Everything! For it had given - Jesus the place, where all sins were forgiven.
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