King of my life, I crown thee now
Lest I forget thy thorn-crowned brow
Lest I forget thy love for me
Show me the tomb where thou was laid Tenderly mourned and wept,
Angels in robes of light arrayed
Guarded thee whilst thou slept
Let me like Mary through the gloom
Show to me now the empty tomb
May I be willing, Lord, to bear
Even thy cup of grief to share
Though has borne all for me