Crown with crowns Him many

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

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