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Purple robe my Savior wore, oh, what shame for me He bore
As He stood alone forsaken on that day.
And they placed upon His head piercing thorns of blood-stain red
His raiment was a scarlet purple robe.
2. In the common judgment hall, He was mocked and scorned by all
As the tears of blood did fall upon His cheek.
Soldiers of the wicked band smote Him with their evil hands.
The Man who wore the scarlet purple robe.
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3. 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 multitude did cry, "Let Him now be crucified,"
The Man who wore the scarlet purple robe.
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