410. A purple robe, a crown of thorn

Author: Timothy Dudley-Smith

A purple robe, a crown of thorn,
a reed in his right hand;
before the soldiers’ spite and scorn
I see my Saviour stand.

2. He bears between the Roman guard
the weight of all our woe;
a stumbling figure bowed and scarred
I see my Saviour go.

3. Fast to the cross’s spreading span,
high in the sunlit air,
all the unnumbered sins of man
I see my Saviour bear.

4. He hangs, by whom the world was made,
beneath the darkened sky;
the everlasting ransom paid,
I see my Saviour die.

5. He shares on high his Father’s throne,
who once in mercy came;
for all his love to sinners shown
I sing my Saviour’s name.

Scriptures: 1 John 4:14, Isaiah 53:11, 1 Peter 2:24, Matthew 20:28, Mark 10:45, Hebrews 9:28, 1 Timothy 2:6, John 1:3, John 1:10, Colossians 1:16, Revelation 5:6, Luke 23:44-46, Hebrews 1:2-3, 2 Samuel 22:3, John 19:1-5, Matthew 27:45-50, Mark 15:33-37, John 19:30, Luke 23:11, Matthew 27:27-36, Mark 15:16-25, Luke 23:26-33, John 19:16-18, Titus 1:4, Hebrews 12:2-3

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