Songs

Crowned with thorns upon the tree

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1	Crowned with thorns upon the tree,
	Silent in Thine agony;
	Dying, crushed beneath the load
	Of the wrath and curse of God.

2	On Thy pale and suffering brow,
	Mystery of love and woe;
	On Thy grief and sore amaze,
	Savior, I would fix my gaze!

3	On Thy pierced and blessing breast
	Thou dost bid the weary rest;
	Rest there from the world’s false ways,
	Rest there from its vanities.

4	Rest in pardon and relief,
	From the load of guilt and grief,
	Rest in Thy redeeming blood,
	Rest in perfect peace with God.

5	Sin-atoning Sacrifice,
	Thou art precious in mine eyes;
	Thou alone my rest shall be,
	Now and through eternity.

					H. Grattan Guiness