Opening our windows toward Jerusalem,
And looking thitherward, we see
Then Nazareth and Galilee,
And afterwards Gethsemane,
And then the little hill called Calvary.
"The key to the world is in the form of a cross, but it cannot do anything until someone's hand lifts it and fits it into the keyhole."
-Howard C. Scharfe
I saw God bare His soul one day
Where all the earth might see
The stark and naked heart of Him
On lonely Calvary.
There was a crimson sky of blood
And overhead a storm;
When lightening slit the clouds
And light engulfed His form.
Beyond the storm a rainbow lent
A light to every clod,
And on that cross mine eyes beheld
The naked soul of God.
-William L. Stidger