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 27:29
Hail, King of the Jews!
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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.