Crown of Life Not a royal diadem pressed upon his precious head Just a mockery of men upon his brow Holy blood flowed down his face from the thorns of cruel disgrace His true majesty replaced with such a crown A crown of life it was to me Through his scars I am redeemed Love found a way on calvary he paid the price It was my cross he made it his and sacrificed so I could live Mercy gave me heavens gift, a crown of life Not at all what I had earned for the penalty deserved When his grace made me secure Gods favor found. Now royal blood flows down my veins all his riches mine to claim. My unworthiness exchanged for such a crown. See from head his hands his feet Sorrow and love flowed mingled down Did ere such love and sorrow meet Or thorns compose so rich a crown