From the Garden to the Cross

Let me hide behind the trees
Cover me with greens and leaves
Until with nature I am one
In this garden I’m undone

Cover me with ferns and branches
Hide my sins with second chances
So that I one day appear
As the One who brought me here

It is now in utter anguish
That my heart must fully languish
Cover me so I’m unseen
But as a paltry laurel green

But if in my despair and dread
I were to grace my Savior’s head
Then for this blessing will I live
As a crown for God to give.