All nature testifies of Christ,
Each creeping thing - the stars up in the sky at night.
But if I had to choose from all of these,
My favorite testimony is from a Dogwood Tree.

Chorus:
Four petals that form a cross, like the one where his life was lost.
Each blossom in spotless white, just like the saviour they sacrificed.
Each petals tip has a small red stain,
Where in his hands and his feet the wounds remain.
And in the center a small gold crown,
For the king of creation. Let us all before him bow.

The legend says the wood used for the cross,
Came from a Dogwood Tree, which once grew straight and tall.
Today the Dogwood Tree is short and bent.
It said, they'll never use my wood to make a cross again.

Bridge:
Every Winter the leaves all die, just as Jesus laid down his life.
But then each Spring around Easter time, all the blossoms reopen,
To hail the resurrected Christ.

Chorus:
Four petals that form a cross, like the one where his life was lost.
Each blossom in spotless white, just like the saviour they sacrificed.
Each petals tip has a small red stain,
Where in his hands and his feet the wounds remain.
And in the center a small gold crown,
For the king of creation.
Let us all before him bow.
Let us all before him bow.
Let us all before him bow.