(His robe his robe the robe of calvary

Twas worn by my redeemer who lives eternaly)

Kings wear robes of gold and velvet soon their glory fades away
But the king of kings in heaven wore a homespun robe that day
Soldiers gambled for his garment while the sun turned dark above
But the men who crucified him were forgiven by his love

His robe his robe

Those who saw his robe knew torment if they lived by sin and fault
But if they renounce the evil they were welcome by the Lord
Though it seems so plain and humble there was fate in every breath
He who wore that lives forever he has risen from the death

His robe his robe