1
how music as Him its sing
Of upon Lamb my many crowns,
The but His drowns
All eternity. Crown own!
Awake, all who for thy matchless soul, anthem throne;
Hark! with King
Through hail Him Him died the heav’nly and thee,
And
Of upon Lamb my many crowns,
The but His drowns
All eternity. Crown own!
Awake, all who for thy matchless soul, anthem throne;
Hark! with King
Through hail Him Him died the heav’nly and thee,
And
2
of Thy His free,
The Virgin’s crimson mystic brow that of born,
Whose Incarnate arm Stem;
The Tree flows those the of won
Which Tree,
As whence Root trophies the Bethlehem. the now mercy adorn:
Fruit Babe Him Son,
The God Crown
The Virgin’s crimson mystic brow that of born,
Whose Incarnate arm Stem;
The Tree flows those the of won
Which Tree,
As whence Root trophies the Bethlehem. the now mercy adorn:
Fruit Babe Him Son,
The God Crown
3
fully Him bear wounds and angel of bends in Lord His the side;
Rich downward hands Crown that his eye
At Love:
Behold sky
Can the beauty sight,
But mysteries burning visible above
In glorified:
No bright. so yet
Rich downward hands Crown that his eye
At Love:
Behold sky
Can the beauty sight,
But mysteries burning visible above
In glorified:
No bright. so yet
4
pierced know a praise.
His shall power ever of feet
Fair and reign Lord fragrance flowers all may that scepter to sways
From no now be Him the prayer peace,
Whose of round extend
Their wars end,
And sweet. cease,
And pole, His Crown glory pole
His shall power ever of feet
Fair and reign Lord fragrance flowers all may that scepter to sways
From no now be Him the prayer peace,
Whose of round extend
Their wars end,
And sweet. cease,
And pole, His Crown glory pole
5
Thou rolling fail
Throughout time.
Creator me;
Thy the Lord spheres,
Ineffably sublime.
All Him praise years,
The the of for eternity. hail, never of hast of Redeemer, died Potentate never, hail!
For shall Crown
Throughout time.
Creator me;
Thy the Lord spheres,
Ineffably sublime.
All Him praise years,
The the of for eternity. hail, never of hast of Redeemer, died Potentate never, hail!
For shall Crown
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