In His Own Raiment Clad / In His own raiment clad with His blood dyed [#InHisOwnRainmentClad #WithHisBloodDyed #HisOwnRainmentClad #InHisOwn #WithHisBlood]
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In His own raiment clad with His blood dyed
Women walk sorrowing by His side
Heavy that cross to Him weary the weight
One who will help Him waits at the gate
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See they are traveling on the same road
Simon is sharing with Him the load
O whither wandering bear they that tree
He who first carries it who is He
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Follow to Calvary tread where He trod
He who for ever was Son of God
You who would love Him stand gaze at His face
Tarry a while on your earthy race
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As the swift moments fly through the blest week
Read the great story the cross will teach
Is there no beauty to you who pass by
In that lone figure which marks that sky
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On the cross lifted Thy face we scan
Bearing that cross for us Son of Man
Thorns form Thy diadem rough wood Thy throne
For us Thy blood is shed us alone
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No pillow under Thee to rest Thy head
Only the splintered cross is Thy bed
Nails pierced Thy hands and feet Thy side the spear
No voice is nigh to say help is near
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Shadows of midnight fall though it is day
Thy friends and kinsfolk stand far away
Loud is Thy bitter cry sunk on Thy breast
Hangeth Thy bleeding head without rest
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Loud scoffs the dying thief who mocks at Thee
Can it my Savior be all for me
Gazing afar from Thee silent and lone
Stand those few weepers Thou callest Thine own
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I see Thy title Lord inscribed above
Jesus of Nazareth King of Love
What O my Savior here didst Thou see
Which made Thee suffer and die for me
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Child of My grief and pain watched by My love
I came to call thee to realms above
I saw thee wandering far off from Me
In love I seek for Thee do not flee
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For thee My blood I shed for thee alone
I came to purchase thee for Mine own
Weep thou not for My grief child of My love
Strive to be with Me in Heaven above
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O I will follow Thee Star of my soul
Through the deep shades of life to the goal
Yea let Thy cross be borne each day by me
Mind not how heavy if but with Thee
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Lord if Thou only wilt make us Thine own
Give no companion save Thee alone
Grant through each day of life to stand by Thee
With Thee when morning breaks ever to be