Vii: The Crown Of Thorns Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Vii: The Crown Of Thorns



Oh, wherefore were we torn,
Reluctant, from the bough,
To be a mark of scorn
Upon this bleeding Brow?
O fruit of the Forbidden Tree,
Behold the ripened penalty!

And they platted a crown of thorns, and put it about His head.


Mark xv, 17.

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