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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

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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

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Crown Him the Lord of love, behold His hands and side;
Rich wounds yet visible above, in beauty glorified;
All hail Redeemer hail, for Thou hast died for me,
Thy praise shall never, never fail, throughout eternity

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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

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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