CORONATION
- Look, ye saints! the sight is glorious;
See the Man of Sorrows now;
From the fight returned victorious,
Every knee to him shall bow;
Crown him! Crown him!
Crowns become the Victor's brow. - Crown the Saviour, angels crown him;
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
On the seat of power enthrone him,
While the vault of heaven rings;
Crown him! Crown him!
Crown the Saviour King of Kings. - Sinners in derision crowned him,
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim;
Saints and angels crowd around him,
Own his title, praise his name;
Crown him! Crown him!
Spread abroad the Victor's fame. - Hark, those bursts of acclamation!
Hark, those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the high est station;
O what joy the sight affords!
Crown him! Crown him!King of kings, and Lord of Lords!
Amen.
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