Crowned with Thorns Upon the Tree (words only)
|Truth & Praise||# 120|
|Worship & Remembrance||# 150|
Crowned with thorns upon the tree, Silent in Thine agony;
Dying, crushed beneath the load Of the wrath and curse of God.
On Thy pale and suff’ring brow, Mystery of love and woe;
On Thy grief and sore amaze, Savior, I would fix my gaze!
On Thy holy, loving breast Thou dost bid the weary rest;
Rest there from the world’s false ways, Rest there from its vanities.
Rest in pardon and relief, From the load of guilt and grief;
Rest in Thy redeeming blood, Rest in perfect peace with God.
Sin-atoning Sacrifice, Thou art precious in mine eyes;
Thou alone my rest shall be, now and through eternity.