Antonia Fortress
Crown of Thorns
A heap of thorns
Spiked into His head
Thorns used as kindling by soldiers
To light their fires
Blood flowed from His brow
He was scourged in the open air
In the streets where He walked
The drains received His blood
Our lovely Tender Shoot
Was crushed for me
Crown of Thorns
A heap of thorns
Spiked into His head
Thorns used as kindling by soldiers
To light their fires
Blood flowed from His brow
He was scourged in the open air
In the streets where He walked
The drains received His blood
Our lovely Tender Shoot
Was crushed for me
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