Blue BMX wheels
Through those Georgia fieldsJust a boy with daily joy rebornExplorin' old dirt roads'Til I began to slowWhen I happened 'pon a patch of thornsRode on home and grabbed my Louisville Slugger batStarted forging on through the spikey stalksBefore the end of the day it was my hideawayA winding path that no one else dared walkAnd in those daysI found my peace in a mazeSeeking shelter
From life's little stormsIt was a hiding placeFor all my childish waysI found my solace
In a patch of thornsWolf at the door, collectors clamor for moreThose simple childhood days I mournBut I put those things away, get on my knees and prayAs I take shelter in His crown of thornsEasy come easy go, ain't no mistakin' thatBut I'm beyond the days of running awayA hint of God's grace and I can lift my faceMan up and live to fight another dayAnd now these daysI walk a wicked mazeAll sides surrounded
by this raging stormOh God my hiding placeGuide me through evil daysJesus I thank You
For the crown of thornsTimes sure have changed
But You remain the same
Jesus thank You for wearing the crown of thornsJesus I thank You for taking on the crown of thorns
Jesus I thank You for the crown of thorns
Jesus I thank You for taking on the crown of thorns
Jesus I thank You for the crown of thornsJesus You defeated, you defeated the crown of thorns
Jesus You defeated the crown of thorns