Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious; See the risen Savior now; From the fight returned victorious; Every knee to Him shall bow Crown the Savior! Angels, crown Him! Rich the trophies Jesus brings; In the seat of power enthrone Him, While the vault of heaven rings; Crown Him, crown Him, Crown the Savior King of kings. Sinners in derision crowned Him Mocking thus our Savior's claim Now, ye Saints, all gather 'round Him! Own his title, praise His name Crown Him, crown Him, Sing aloud the Victor's fame. Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Hark, those loud triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station; O what joy the sight affords! Crown Him, crown Him, King of kings and Lord of lords!