223 ~ Crown Him With Many Crowns
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.