Crown him with many crowns,
The lamb upon his throne.
While heaven’s eternal anthem drowns
All music but its own.
Awake my soul and sing
Of him who died to be
Your saviour and your matchless king
Through all eternity.
Crown him the Lord of life,
Triumphant from the grave
Who rose victorious from the strife
For those he came to save.
His glories now we sing
Who died and reigns on high,
Who died, eternal life to bring
And lives that death may die.
Crown him the Lord of love,
Who shows his hands and side,
Those wounds yet visible above,
In beauty glorified.
No angel in the sky
Can fully bear the sight,
But downward bends his burning eye
At mysteries so bright.
Crown him the Lord of peace,
His kingdom is at hand;
From pole to pole let warfare cease
And Christ rule every land!
A city stands on high,
His glory it displays,
And there the nations “holy” cry
In joyful hymns of praise.
Crown him the Lord of years,
The potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres
In majesty sublime
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For you have died for me
Your praise shall never, never fail
Through all eternity.
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For you have died for me
Your praise shall never, never fail
Through all eternity.
CCL# 3835621
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