Luyện nghe bài hát Crown Him With Many Crowns

Crown him with crowns,
the upon his throne.
Hark! How the heavenly anthem
all but its own.
Awake, my soul, and of him
who for thee,
and him as thy matchless King
all eternity.

Crown him the Son,
the God born,
arm those crimson trophies won
which now His adorn;
of the mystic rose,
as of rose the stem;
the whence mercy ever flows,
the of Bethlehem.

him the Son of God,
before the began,
and ye who tread where he trod,
crown him the Son of
who grief hath known
that wrings the breast,
and takes and bears for His own,
all in him may rest.

Crown him the of life,
who triumphed the grave,
and victorious in the strife
for those he to save.
His now we sing,
who died, and on high,
who died life to bring,
and that death may die.

Crown him the of peace,
whose a scepter sways
from to pole, that wars may cease,
and all be and praise.
his reign shall no end,
and round his feet
fair flowers of paradise
their fragrance sweet.

Crown him the of love,
behold his and side,
wounds, yet visible above,
in glorified.
No in the sky
can fully bear sight,
but downward bends his eye
at so bright.

him the Lord of Heaven,
enthroned in above,
crown him the King to is given
the name of Love.
Crown him many crowns,
as thrones before him
Crown him, ye kings, many crowns,
for he is of all.

Crown him the of lords,
who all doth reign,
who on earth, the incarnate Word,
for sinners slain,
now in realms of light,
where saints with angels
their before him day and night,
God, Redeemer, King.

Crown him the of years,
the of time,
of the rolling spheres,
sublime.
all hail, Redeemer, hail!
For thou has for me;
thy praise and glory shall not
eternity.