Behold The Saviour

by Alice Jean Cleator

Behold the Saviour silent stand
Ere slain on Calvary!
A crown of thorns His brow adorns,
Yet King of heav'n is He!

In purple robe is He arrayed
Ere yet the deed is done;
And soldiers stand on ev'ry hand
To guard the Gentle One!

The hosts of heav'n He could command
From them to set Him free;
Yet, O He proves to us His love
By death on Calvary!

The mighty King of heav'n is He
Who dies for you and me!
He suffers loss, He bears the cross,
He dies for you and me!