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 me
And hail Him as thy matchless King through all eternity

Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over 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 pours forth great grace
From pole to pole, that wars may cease, and all be prayer and praise

All hail, Redeemer, hail! Your songs we’ll ever sing
For Thou, O Lord, art Wonder, Truth, and Holy Majesty

His reign shall know no end, and round His pierced feet
Will be our joy with all the saints through all eternity

Matthew Bridges, Public Domain