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Shadowed by a crown of thorns.
Anguish, shame and loss
Wag His to bear upon the cross!
Bereft of all He loved so well.
No place, He knew not where to dwell,
Nor where to lay His Sacred Head,
From tempest fierce or foes oppressed;
Scorned and rejected by a race
Who knew not the love of a Saviour's grace.
Oh! the suffering that was His to bear!
Was ever man laden with sc great a share;
Was ever a heart so crushed with woe,
As the Man of sorrows who loved us so?
Come let us look up to that Blessed One
Who fought the victory and has won;
Triumphant in the skies, He waits to fulfill
The last command of His Father's will.
Shall the Judge of all the earth then say:
Vengeance is mine, I shall repay.
Not so, oh Lord! Thy will be done,
On earth, in Heaven, since the world begun.
Anguish, shame and loss
Wag His to bear upon the cross!
Bereft of all He loved so well.
No place, He knew not where to dwell,
Nor where to lay His Sacred Head,
From tempest fierce or foes oppressed;
Scorned and rejected by a race
Who knew not the love of a Saviour's grace.
Oh! the suffering that was His to bear!
Was ever man laden with sc great a share;
Was ever a heart so crushed with woe,
As the Man of sorrows who loved us so?
Come let us look up to that Blessed One
Who fought the victory and has won;
Triumphant in the skies, He waits to fulfill
The last command of His Father's will.
Shall the Judge of all the earth then say:
Vengeance is mine, I shall repay.
Not so, oh Lord! Thy will be done,
On earth, in Heaven, since the world begun.