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There's a story so unkind
In the Holy book we find
And it tells how Jesus stood alone one day
False accused and there condemned
Yet they found no fault in Him
The man that wore the scarlet purple robe
Purple robe my Savior wore
All the shame for me He bore
As He stood alone, forsaken on that day
And they placed upon His head
Piercing thorns of blood stained red
His raiment was a scarlet purple robe
In a common judgment hall
He was mocked and scorned by all
As a tear of sorrow fell upon His face
Soldiers of the wicked band
Smote Him with their evil hand
The man that wore the scarlet purple robe
Purple robe my Savior wore
All the shame for me He bore
As He stood alone, forsaken on that day
And they placed upon His head
Piercing thorns of blood stained red
His raiment was a scarlet purple robe
Words of truth that day were plain
From the lips of Pilate came
In this man, I find no reason He should die
But the multitudes still cried
Let Him now be crucified
The man that wore the scarlet purple robe
Purple robe my Savior wore
All the shame for me He bore
As He stood alone, forsaken on that day
And they placed upon His head
Piercing thorns of blood stained red
His raiment was a scarlet purple robe
Yes, Jesus wore that scarlet purple robe