When they had platted a crown of thorns, they put it upon His head, and a reed in His right hand: and they bowed the knee before Him, and mocked Him, saying,
Matthew 27:29Hail, King of the Jews!
Words: Verse 1, anonymous. Verses 2–3 by D. Hayden Lloyd, in The Heavenly Choir, edited by Theodore Wood (New York: C. M. Cady, 1876), page 115.
Music: Timon D. Hayden Lloyd (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good photo of Lloyd (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Suffering Savior, with thorn crown,
Bruised and bleeding, sinking down;
Heavy laden, weary worn,
Fainting, dying, crushed and torn.
All for me, all for me.
Precious Savior, this for me,
So unworthy, all for me;
Holy Jesus, pure and mild,
I would ever be Thy child.
Oh bless me, even me.
Fain would I to Thee be brought;
Gracious Lord, forbid it not;
In the kingdom of Thy grace,
Give Thy wandering child a place,
By Thy grace, Oh save me.