Crown Him with Many Crowns

Crown Him with ma-ny crowns, The Lamb up-on His throne. Hark! How the heaven-ly an-them drowns All mu-sic but its own. A-wake, my soul, and sing Of Him who died for thee, And hail Him as thy match-less King Through all e-ter-ni-ty. Crown Him the Lord of love, Be-hold His hands and side, Those wounds, yet vis-i-ble a-bove, In beau-ty glo-ri-fied. No an-gel in the sky Can ful-ly bear that sight, But down-ward bends His burn-ing eye At mys-ter-ies so bright. Crown Him the Lord of peace, Whose power a scep-ter sways From pole to pole, that wars may cease, And all be prayer and praise. His reign shall know no end, And round His pier-ced feet Fair flowers of par-a-dise ex-tend Their frag-rance ev-er sweet. Crown Him the Lord of years, The Po-ten-tate of time, Cre-a-tor of the rol-ling spheres, In-ef-fa-bly sub-lime. All hail, Re-deem-er, hail! For Thou has died for me; Thy praise and glo-ry shall not fail Through-out e-ter-ni-ty. Additional verses, not in the Trinity Hymnal: Crown Him the vir-gin's Son, The God in-car-nate born, Whose arm those crim-son tro-phies won Which now His brow a-dorn; Fruit of the mys-tic rose, As of that rose the stem; The root whence mer-cy ev-er flows, The Babe of Beth-le-hem. Crown Him the Son of God, Be-fore the worlds be-gan, And ye who tread where He hath trod, Crown Him the Son of Man; Who ev-ery grief hath known That wrings the human breast, And takes and bears them for His own, That all in Him may rest. Crown Him the Lord of life, Who tri-umphed o'er the grave, And rose vic-tor-ious in the strife For those He came to save. His glo-ries now we sing, Who died, and rose on high, Who died e-ter-nal life to bring, And lives that death may die. Crown Him the Lord of Heaven, En-throned in worlds a-bove, Crown Him the King to Whom is given The won-drous name of Love. Crown Him with ma-ny crowns, As thrones be-fore Him fall; Crown Him, ye kings, with ma-ny crowns, For He is King of all. Crown Him the Lord of lords, Who ov-er all doth reign, Who once on earth, the incar-nate Word, For ran-somed sin-ners slain, Now lives in realms of light, Where saints with an-gels sing Their songs be-fore Him day and night, Their God, Re-deem-er, King.