Luyện nghe bài hát Crown Him With Many Crowns

Crown him with crowns,
the Lamb his throne.
Hark! How the anthem drowns
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,
whose arm crimson trophies won
which now His adorn;
fruit of the 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 where he hath trod,
him the Son of Man;
who every grief hath
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 rose in the strife
for he came to save.
His now we sing,
who died, and on high,
who died eternal to bring,
and that death may die.

him the Lord of peace,
whose power a scepter
pole to pole, that wars may cease,
and all be and praise.
his shall know no end,
and his piercd feet
fair of paradise extend
their ever sweet.

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

Crown him the of Heaven,
in worlds above,
crown him the to whom is given
the wondrous of Love.
him with many crowns,
as thrones him fall;
him, ye kings, with many crowns,
for he is of all.

him the Lord of lords,
who all doth reign,
who on earth, the incarnate Word,
for ransomed slain,
now lives in of light,
where saints with sing
songs 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 and glory shall not fail
eternity.