歌词
Crown Him with many crowns
The Lamb upon His throne
Hark! how the heav'nly 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 peace
Whose pow'r a scepter sways
From pole to pole, that wars may cease
And all be pray'r and praise
His reign shall know no end
And round His pierced feet
Fair flow'rs of paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet
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 and glory shall not fail
Through out eternity
Crown Him Lord
Crown Him Lord of all!