As a man,
no sure abode,
teaching men
the ways of God.
At the last
a crown they gave him -
crown of thorns
for him who loved them!
On a cross
they cruelly nailed him,
saw him suffer,
mocked and railed him.
Man of sorrows,
borrowed grave-place!
King of earth,
he died to save us!
Couldn't hold him,
rose victorious!
Ever with us,
King all glorious!
Bethlehem
and baby Jesus -
love of God
to help and save us!
As a baby
couldn't keep him
lying there
in Bethlehem.
Welcome him,
the risen Saviour!
Crown him,
crown him Lord of all!