(His robe, his robe)
(The robe of calvary)
('Twas worn by my redeemer)
(Who lives eternally)
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
The robe of calvary
'Twas worn by my redeemer
Who lives eternally
Those who saw his robe, knew torment
If they lived, by sin and fault
But if they renounced their evil
They were welcomed, by the Lord
Though it seems so plain and humble
There was faith in every breath
He, who wore it, lives forever
He, has risen, from the dead
His robe, his robe
The robe of calvary
'Twas worn by my redeemer
Who lives eternally
