The Head That Once Was Crowned with thorns,
Is crowned with glory now;
A royal diadem adorns
The mighty Victor’s brow.
The joy of all who dwell above,
The joy of all below,
To whom He manifests His love,
And grants His name to know.
To them the cross, with all its shame,
With all His grace, is giv’n;
Their name an everlasting name,
Their joy, the joy of heav’n.
The cross He bore is life and health,
Tho’ shame and death to Him,
His people’s hope, His people’s wealth,
Their everlasting theme.
The Head That Once Was Crowned Lyrics