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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Sep 23, 1889

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 15, No. 37.

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THE CROWN OF THORN.

By Ella G. Ives

A WONDROUS sight! In Pilate’s hall, The Prince of Peace on mockery’s throne; While jeering acclamations fall From ribald lips and hearts of stone, Oh, bitter irony of scorn, The King of Glory crowned with thorn!
A scarlet robe around Him flung; His scepter but a flimsy reed; Knees bent in insult; blows that stung, And taunts that made his spirit bleed. Oh, sharper than the wounding thorn, The scoffs and jeers so meekly borne!
By suffering crowned, in sorrow’s night; His royal lineage ne’er so plain, As when upon the Lord of light Sin’s scarlet robe fell in disdain; And brow and soul alike were torn With seal of kingship,—crown of thorn!
O Lord of lords! O King of kings! More glorious in thy lowliness Than when the world thy triumph sings, And princes to thy foot-stool press,— This, this thy coronation morn, Thy diadem, a crown of thorn. —Ella G. Ives, in Advance.