It's such a paradox   It's such a mystery   Why a King would leave His throne   To save humanity   They could not have known   When they mocked Him in disgrace   They could not have known   When they spit upon His face   The Rose of Sharon wore a crown of thorns that day   The carpenter had a nail right through His hand   The Master of the earth became a servant of no worth   And paid a King's ransom for my soul   He paid a King's ransom for my soul   Creator of the earth   Name above all names   Some just stood in unbelief   When listening to His claims   They could not have known   When they hit Him with their fists   They could not have known   When they nailed His feet and wrists   The ransom that He paid   Was the sacrifice He made   The life of a King in place of me   The shame that He bore   For the rich and for the poor   Changed His crown of thorns into Glory