Hymn: once Thy head, crown’d with thorns Jesus,

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

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

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

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

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

once Thy head, crown’d with thorns Jesus,