Upon His head was worn; a crown of thorn. It was destined by God since before He was born. Our mighty Savior that bore the cross-, for all; He was born, to a little virgin; in a Manger; in a stall.
He was born to die; He was Savior to each and all By paying, for every sin; more than we can recall. He wore a crown of thorn and knew from birth His life's crown was a sacrifice; for man on earth.
How Holy His heart and soul; He only knew love. He knew His Father was God in Heaven above. He walked and taught the Gospel on earth; Giving to all mankind, a chance; for a re-born birth.
In His last days on earth; He wore a crown; This old crown brought blood, and pain; not a frown. He went to the end, to mend all wrong and sin, One day then; He will be coming again.
He will come back in a cloud; wearing a crown He'll wear crown of majesty and grace coming down. He'll not bleed this time; He'll be adorned, Majestic is the crown of light; from which He was born. |