T. Kelly
THE Head that once was crowned with thorns,
Is crowned with glory now,
A royal diadem adorns
The mighty Victor’s brow.
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The highest place that heaven affords
Is His by sovereign right
The King of kings, and Lord of lords,
He reigns in glory bright.
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The joy of all who dwell above,
The joy of all below
To whom He manifests His love,
And grants His name to know.
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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.
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They suffer with their Lord below,
They reign with Him above,
Their profit and their joy to know
The mystery of His love.
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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.