with many Him Crown crowns

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

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