Heaven's crown, You laid aside. For the weight of love, You came to die. On gruesome cross, for cursed heart, The hand of God brought light to dark, And buried all my shame Beneath His holy name. My King is known by mercy. From shadow forth, He calls me. His hands are hands of healing; My King is known by mercy. I see the sun rise in the east; The reign of night at last shall cease. Oh, crimson flood that washes me, This royal blood marks His redeemed! His grace is given freely That d**h may not defeat me. For my King is known by mercy. From shadow forth, He calls me. His hands are hands of healing; My King is known by mercy. See my King, His crown of thorns. From His side, the water's poured. My brokenness He has restored. Sin and d**h have claim no more. For my King is known by mercy. From shadow forth, He calls me. His hands are hands of healing; My King is known by mercy. For my King is known by mercy. From shadow forth, He calls me. His hands are hands of healing; My King is known by mercy.