Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Palms of Victory

Palms of Victory
Crowns of Glory
Palms of Victory I shall wear.

He was born of a promise
To a people long ago
Held in sin and bondage
Their freedom he did hold

The wise men came to worship
Bearing gifts of spice and gold
When they saw the holy promise
This was what was told

Palms of Victory
Crowns of Glory
Palms of Victory I shall wear.

He grew up in a mill house
Working with wood
His hands were worn and calloused
Like a carpenter’s would

He went out of the city
To the river bank
He was baptized in the Jordan
We he came up a voice from Heaven spake

Palms of Victory
Crowns of Glory
Palms of Victory I shall wear.

He wandered in the wilderness
Alone for 40 days
Tired and weary
He fasted and he prayed

The Devil came to him
To tempt him
And play upon his fears
But the way worn pilgrim
Shouted in his ear

Palms of Victory
Crowns of Glory
Palms of Victory I shall wear
He traveled through the country
Calling men to him
He taught and preached the gospel
And the sick healed them

The priest of the cities
Upset at his words
Refused to accept the statement
That this man was Lord

When he came into the city
Riding on a ass
They hearts were filled anger
As the palms waved as he pass

Palms of Victory
Crowns of Glory
Palms of Victory I shall wear

He took his friends with him
Into an upper room
And told of the things
That would happen to him soon

They broke the bread
And drank the cup
And before they left the room
This hymn filled the room

Palms of Victory
Crowns of Glory
Palms of Victory I shall wear.

They took him to the courthouse
And brought him before the judge
The people didn’t want this man
They rejected his love

They whipped and flogged him
Filled with hate and pain
They nailed him to the cross
But the angles in heaven sang

Palms of Victory
Crowns of Glory
Palms of Victory I shall wear.
Early in the morning
The women went to the tomb
And found that no one was inside the room
They looked around for Jesus
But to their surprise
Lo there he was standing brighter than the sun in the sky
Death was not victorious
The grave had lost its sting
And now all the people with joy can sing

Palms of Victory
Crowns of Glory
Palms of Victory I shall wear.

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