Hymn 397 — Jesus, Thy head, once crowned with thorns,
| 397 | T. KELLY (1769-1855) Adapted | C.M. |
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Jesus, Thy head, once crowned with thorns, Is crowned with glory now; Heav'n's royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. | |
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Thou glorious light of courts above, Joy of the saints below, To us still manifest Thy love, That we its depths may know. | |
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To us Thy cross with all its shame, With all its grace, be giv'n; Though earth disowns Thy lowly Name, God honours it in heav'n. | |
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Who suffer with Thee, Lord, below, Shall reign with thee above; Then let it be our joy to know This way of peace and love. | |
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To us Thy cross is life and health, 'Twas shame and death to Thee; Our present glory, joy and wealth, Our everlasting stay. | |