Verse 1
A purple robe a crown of thorn
A reed in His right hand
Before the soldiers' spite and scorn
I see my Savior stand
He bears between the Roman guard
The weight of all our woe
A stumbling figure bowed and scarred
I see my Savior go
Verse 2
He hangs by whom the world was made
Beneath the darkened sky
The everlasting ransom paid
I see my Savior die
He shares on high His Father's throne
Who once in mercy came
For all His love to sinners shown
I sing my Savior's name