“A bundle of myrrh is my Well-beloved unto me.”

~Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830-1894)

Thy Cross cruciferous doth flower in all
    And every cross, dear Lord, assigned to us:
Ours lowly-statured crosses; Thine how tall,
    Thy Cross cruciferous.

    Thy Cross alone life-giving, glorious:
For love of Thine, souls love their own when small,
    Easy and light, or great and ponderous.

Since deep calls deep, Lord, hearken when we call;
    When cross calls Cross racking and emulous:—
Remember us with him who shared Thy gall,
    Thy Cross cruciferous.