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.
