Crown Him Songtext
von Michael O'Brien

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 burning eye at mysteries so bright, yeah

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 me
And hail thy matchless King through all eternity, yeah
Crown Him with many crowns

Crown Him the Lord of peace
Whose power a scepter sways
From pole to pole that wars may cease
Absorbed in prayer and praise
His reign shall know no end and round His pierced feet
Fair flow′rs of paradise extend their fragrance ever sweet, yeah
Ever sweet


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 me
And hail thy matchless King through all eternity, yeah
Crown Him with many crowns

Crown Him the Lord of years
The potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres
Ineffably sublime
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)

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 me
And hail thy matchless King through all eternity, yeah
Crown Him with many crowns
And crown Him with many crowns