He came to this earth
As just a little babe.
He should've had the finest bed.
Not a manger filled with hay.

He should have been honored
By those He came to free;
But, yet, He was arrested,
Put on trial for you and me.

He should've had the finest clothes,
Yet, our Christ was stripped.
He should have had protection,
But He was beaten with a whip.  

He should have been adored by all,
Yet, they cursed His holy name.
They spat upon His body,
Yet, He loved them just the same.

He should have been praised, 
But He was mocked and scorned.
He should've had a crown of gold,
Yet, He had a crown of thorns.

A crown of thorns He chose to wear.
He chose the pain and strife.
He loved us all so very much.
He chose to give His life.

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