Crown Him With Many Crowns

Verse 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

Verse 2
Crown Him the Lord of life,
Who triumphed o’er the grave
And rose vic – torious in the strife,
For those He came to save
His glories now we sing,
Who died and rose on high
Who died eternal life to bring,
And lives that death may die

Verse 3
Crown Him the Lord of love,
Behold His hands and side
Rich wounds yet visible above,
In beauty glorified
No angel in the sky,
Can fully bear that sight
But downward bends each burning eye,
At mysteries so bright

Verse 4
Crown Him the Lord of years,
The Sovereign of all 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