Track byBill Carrothers
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. 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. Crown Him the Lord of love; 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 shall never, never fail throughout eternity. 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. And hail Him as thy matchless King Through all eternity.