CROWN HIM WITH MANY
CROWNS
the Lamb upon His throne,
Hark! How the heavenly
anthem drowns
all music but it’s own.
Awake
, my soul, and sing
of Him who died for thee,
and hail Him as thy matchless King
through all eternity.
who triumphed o’er the grave,
and rose victorious 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.
whose power a septer sways
from pole to pole, that wars may cease,
and all be prayer and praise.
His reign shall know no
end,
and round His peirced feet
fair flowers of paradise extend
their fragrance ever sweet.
behold his hands and side,
those wounds, yet visible above,
in beauty glorified.
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For Thou hast died for
me;
Thy praise and glory
shall not fail
Throughout
eternity.
Music: George J.
Elvey, 1816-1893