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 through 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 reigns
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
Crown Him the Lord of heaven
Enthroned in worlds above
Crown Him the King to whom is given
The wondrous name of love
Crown Him with many crowns
As thrones before Him fall
(Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns)
(For He is King of all)
