They came to a place called Golgotha (which means The Place of the Skull). There they offered Jesus wine to drink, mixed with gall; but after tasting it, he refused to drink it. When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots. And sitting down, they kept watch over him there. (Matthew 27:33-36)
When Scripture brings me to the cross, when my heart is cut by the reality of what happened there, yes, it causes me to tremble. In the reality of my sinfulness and the costly love of God so freely given I tremble.