Christmas Tree

A tree was formed into a cross
Love created it for the lost

The Light of the world hid in the wood
This covenant only God understood

His destiny was written in red
A crimson stream flowed as He bled

Ornaments meshed with bone and flesh
Nestled in the branches a Ghost at best

Dark hearts ignited as He cried

Giving up the Ghost
The Lamb slowly died

His gift set men free
The only Christmas tree is Calvary