#165Look, You Saints! the Sight Is Glorious

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Look, you saints, the sight is glorious, See the Man of sorrows now; From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to Him shall bow. Crown Him! Crown Him! Crowns become the victor's brow.
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Crown the Savior! angels crown Him! Rich the trophies Jesus brings; On the seat of power enthrone Him While the vault of heaven rings. Crown Him! Crown Him! Crown the Savior King of kings.
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Sinners in derision crowned Him, Mocking thus the Savior's claim; Saints and angels crowd around Him, Own His title, praise His name. Crown Him! Crown Him! Spread abroad the victor's fame.
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Hark! those bursts of acclamation! Hark! those loud triumphant chords! Jesus takes the highest station; Oh, what joy the sight affords! Crown Him! Crown Him! King of kings and Lord of lords!

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