The Majesty of the Divine Humiliation

King ever glorious!
The dews of death are gath'ring round Thee;
Upon the Cross Thy foes have bound Thee
Thy strength is gone.

Not in Thy Majesty
Robed in Heaven's supremest splendour,
But in weakness and surrender,
Thou hangest here.

Who can be like Thee?
Pilate high in Zion dwelling,
Rome with arms the world compelling,
Proud though they be?

Thou art sublime
Far more awful in Thy weakness
More than kingly in They meekness
Thou Son of God.

Glory and honour
Let the world divide and take them
Crown its monarchs and unmake them;
But Thou wilt reign.

Here in a basement;
Crownless, poor, disrobed end bleeding;
There in glory interdeding,
Thou art the King.

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