He Will Not Bleed Again!!

A crown of glory now adorns
That once disfigured head
And I recall in my mind's eye
It was for me He bled.
This crown, unlike His earthly one
Of purest gold is made
And there it finds its rightful place
His beauty thus displayed.
His head and hair as white as snow
A robe and golden sash
His feet, they glow like burnished bronze
His eyes of fire flash.
His voice it thunders like the sea
When wind and waves are one
His face revealed in brilliance
Like that of noonday sun.
Imagine now, with eyes still closed
But let your mind be filled
With just this one consuming thought
This was the One we killed.
While holding thought, think of the One
Who made His secret plain
He's King of Kings, and Lord of Lords
HE WILL NOT BLEED AGAIN!!