THE CROWN OF THORNS

O crown of thorns upon the brow

Of Him they nailed on Calvary,

The serpent’s coil and sting wert thou,

The seal of sin and agony.

Chorus

For where the grief and thought of us

The Savior’s brow had borne,

They put the MOCKERY of the Cross,

The crown of thorn, the crown of thorn.

O crown of thorns, whose suffering

The Savior for the world endured,

’Twas thus He healed the serpent’s sting,

The evil mind of nature cured.

Chorus

For where the grief and thought of us

The Savior’s brow had borne,

They put the SORROW of the Cross,

The crown of thorn, the crown of thorn.

O crown of thorns, whose wounds became

Redeeming scars of victory,

The glory where was once the shame—

The diadem of Heaven be!

Chorus

For where the grief and thought of us

The Savior’s brow had borne,

They put the TRIUMPH of the Cross,

The crown of thorn, the crown of thorn.