Crown Him with many crowns The Lamb upon His throne Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns All music but it's 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 Son of God Before the worlds began And ye, who tread where He hath trod Crown Him the Son of man Who every grief hath known That wrings the human breast And takes and bears them for His own That all in Him may rest 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 wondering eye At mysteries so bright 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 lords Who over all doth reign Who once on earth, the incarnate Word For ransomed sinners slain Now lives in realms of light Where saints with angels sing Their songs before Him day and night Their God, Redeemer, King