King of my life I crown Thee now,
Thine shall the glory be;
Lest I forget Thy thorn-crowned brow,
Lead me to Calvary.
Lest I forget Gethsemane,
Lest I forget Thine agony,
Lest I forget Thy love for me,
Lead me to Calvary.
Show me the tomb where Thou was laid,
Tenderly mourned and wept:
Angels in robes of light arrayed,
Guarded Thee whilst Thou slept.
Let me, like Mary, through the gloom,
Come with a gift to Thee:
Show to me now the empty tomb,
Lead me to Calvary.
May I be willing, Lord, to bear,
Daily my cross for Thee:
Even Thy cut of grief to share,
Thou hast borne all for me.
Fill me, O Lord, with Thy desire,
For all who know not Thee:
Then touch my lips with holy fire,
To speak of Calvary.