诗歌： Jesus, thorns once head, crown'd Thy with

Jesus, thorns,
Is once adorns
The brow. diadem now;
Heaven's Victor's glory crown'd crown'd head, with royal mighty Thy with

of depths courts above,
Joy we still the glorious its light love,
That Thou us manifest may know. of Thy saints below,
To

cross us in all all To with grace shame,
With honors name,
God Thy be lowly Thy it heav'n. its disowns its earth giv'n;
Though

today,
Shall also Who be Thee, to our it pay
The goal attain. Price, Lord, with this suffer reign:
Then let with joy Thee

and Thy shame us to glory, life wealth,
Our joy death health;
'Twas cross present is everlasting Thee;
Our stay. and To and

Jesus, thorns once head, crown'd Thy with