Crown Him with many crowns

1. Crown Him with many crowns,
The Lamb upon His throne;
Hark! How the heavnly 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.

2. 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 His wondring eye
At mysteries so bright.

3. Crown Him the Lord of life!
Who triumphed oer the grave,
Who 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.

4. Crown Him the Lord of heavn!
One with the Father known,
One with the Spirit through Him givn
From yonder glorious throne,
To Thee be endless praise,
For Thou for us hast died;
Be Thou, O Lord, through endless days
Adored and magnified.