CROWN HIM WITH MANY CROWNS
Matthew Bridges

 

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 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.

 

Verse 3:
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 burning eye
At mysteries  so bright!

 

Verse 4:
Crown Him the Lord of years,
The Potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres,
Ineffably sublime.

All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For Thou has died for me
Thy praise shall never, never fail
Throughout eternity.