1 The Head that once was crowned with thorns
Is crowned with glory now;
A royal diadem adorns
The mighty Victor's brow.
2 The highest place that heaven affords
Is His by sovereign right,
The King of kings and Lord of lords,
And heaven's eternal Light.
3 The Joy of all who dwell above,
The Joy of all below,
To whom He manifests His love
And grants His name to know.
4 To them the cross, with all its shame,
With all its grace, is given;
Their name, an everlasting name,
Their joy the joy of heaven.
5 They suffer with their Lord below,
They reign with Him above,
Their profit and their joy to know
The mystery of His love.
6 The cross He bore is life and health,
Though shame and death to Him:
His people's hope, His people's wealth,
Their everlasting theme.
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First Line: | The Head that once was crowned with thorns |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | Session |