| Song | Purple Robe My Saviour Wore |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns 2 |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Purple Robe My Saviour Wore |
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Tis 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 Who Wore,
The Scarlet Purple Robe.
Purple Robe My Saviour Wore.
Oh 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 Judgement Hall,
He Was Mocked And Scorned By All.
And The Tears Of Sorrow,
Fell Upon His Cheeks.
Soldiers Of The Wicked Band,
Smote Him With Their Evil Hand.
The Man Who Wore,
The Scarlet Purple Robe.
Words Of Truth That Day Did Ring,
From The Lips Of Pilot Came.
In The Man I Find No
Reason He Should Die.
But The Multitude Then Cried,
Let Him Be Crucified.
The Man Who Wore,
The Scarlet Purple Robe.
