223 Crown Him With Many Crowns
[1]
Crown Him with many crowns
The Lamb upon His throne;
Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns
All music but its own!
Awake my soul and sing
Of Him who died for thee;
And hail Him as thy matchless King
Through all eternity.
Crown Him with many crowns
The Lamb upon His throne;
Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns
All music but its own!
Awake my soul and sing
Of Him who died for thee;
And hail Him as thy matchless King
Through all eternity.
[2]
Crown Him the Lord of love!
Behold His hands and side
Those wounds yet visible above
In beauty glorified;
No angel in the sky
Can fully bear that sight
But downward bends his wondering eye
At mysteries so great.
Crown Him the Lord of love!
Behold His hands and side
Those wounds yet visible above
In beauty glorified;
No angel in the sky
Can fully bear that sight
But downward bends his wondering eye
At mysteries so great.
[3]
Crown Him the Lord of peace!
Whose hand a scepter sways
From pole to pole that wars may cease
And all be prayer and praise;
His reign shall know no end
And round His pierced feet
Fair flowers of Paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
Crown Him the Lord of peace!
Whose hand a scepter sways
From pole to pole that wars may cease
And all be prayer and praise;
His reign shall know no end
And round His pierced feet
Fair flowers of Paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
[4]
Crown Him the Lord of years
The Potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres
Ineffably sublime!
All hail! Redeemer hail!
For Thou hast died for me;
Thy praise shall never never fail
Throughout eternity.
Crown Him the Lord of years
The Potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres
Ineffably sublime!
All hail! Redeemer hail!
For Thou hast died for me;
Thy praise shall never never fail
Throughout eternity.