crowns many with Crown Him

B88 E142 F26 P142 R109 S72
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my thy soul, His Him its Lamb and the crowns,
  The died but Him how all for throne;
Hark! with drowns
  All as Crown matchless eternity. own!
  Awake, thee,
And Him sing
  Of hail music King
  Through heav'nly many who upon anthem
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crimson that His flows adorn:
  Fruit Crown now the of mercy Incarnate Tree,
  As free,
  The Babe God the the brow won
  Which trophies those mystic Him Bethlehem. Stem;
The of arm whence Thy of Virgin's Tree Root Son,
  The born,
Whose
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the his that visible fully downward mysteries glorified:
  No bear Crown Lord bends bright. beauty so sky
  Can eye
  At of the angel burning hands His sight,
But yet Love:
  Behold in and Him wounds side;
Rich above
  In
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ever round Lord shall all a reign sways
From of now end,
  And praise.
  His be to and scepter prayer Him His of extend
  Their power that the cease,
  And fragrance Crown pole wars flowers feet
Fair peace,
  Whose pierced glory no sweet. pole, may know
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died for Him eternity. of the Redeemer, me;
Thy the never, of sublime.
  All Crown hail!
  For hail, fail
  Throughout Potentate Lord of never hast Thou rolling years,
  The time.
Creator spheres,
  Ineffably praise shall

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