Then I lay and looked for a long time
25 And saw the Savior’s sorrowful tree
Until I heard it lift high its voice.
The worthiest of the wood-race formed words and spoke:
“It was ages ago —I shall always remember—
When first I was felled at the forest’s edge,
30 My strong trunk stricken. Then strange enemies took me
And fashioned my frame to a cross; and their felons I raised on high.
On their backs and shoulders they bore me to the brow of the lofty hill.
There the hated ones solidly set me. I saw there the Lord of Mankind