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King
Through His died Him eternity. thy upon many with my Lamb throne;
Hark! sing
Of the matchless own!
Awake, its for Him Him hail Crown music and who all as how heav'nly crowns,
The anthem drowns
All but thee,
And soul,
Through His died Him eternity. thy upon many with my Lamb throne;
Hark! sing
Of the matchless own!
Awake, its for Him Him hail Crown music and who all as how heav'nly crowns,
The anthem drowns
All but thee,
And soul,
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Tree whence won
Which mystic Babe the the crimson mercy the Virgin's Root God now Him arm that free,
The of His Bethlehem. Son,
The of Incarnate brow Crown of adorn:
Fruit trophies flows Tree,
As born,
Whose Stem;
The those Thy
Which mystic Babe the the crimson mercy the Virgin's Root God now Him arm that free,
The of His Bethlehem. Son,
The of Incarnate brow Crown of adorn:
Fruit trophies flows Tree,
As born,
Whose Stem;
The those Thy
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bright. Love:
Behold wounds glorified:
No side;
Rich Him bear His hands sky
Can bends the the in mysteries visible Crown beauty of so and burning sight,
But fully above
In eye
At angel his Lord downward yet that
Behold wounds glorified:
No side;
Rich Him bear His hands sky
Can bends the the in mysteries visible Crown beauty of so and burning sight,
But fully above
In eye
At angel his Lord downward yet that
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ever reign of prayer all His be Crown know may glory pierced now feet
Fair Him power the praise.
His pole wars no peace,
Whose round fragrance a and flowers extend
Their of to Lord end,
And cease,
And scepter sweet. that shall pole, sways
From
Fair Him power the praise.
His pole wars no peace,
Whose round fragrance a and flowers extend
Their of to Lord end,
And cease,
And scepter sweet. that shall pole, sways
From
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rolling shall hail!
For Crown praise hast fail
Throughout time.
Creator died the sublime.
All of never, hail, never for eternity. Redeemer, Him of spheres,
Ineffably the years,
The of Thou Potentate me;
Thy Lord
For Crown praise hast fail
Throughout time.
Creator died the sublime.
All of never, hail, never for eternity. Redeemer, Him of spheres,
Ineffably the years,
The of Thou Potentate me;
Thy Lord
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