Luyện nghe bài hát Crown Him With Many Crowns

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

Crown him the Son,
the God born,
whose arm those trophies won
now His brow adorn;
fruit of the rose,
as of rose the stem;
the root mercy ever flows,
the of Bethlehem.

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

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

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

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

Crown him the of Heaven,
enthroned in above,
him the King to whom is given
the name of Love.
Crown him with crowns,
as before 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,
saints with angels sing
their before him day and night,
God, Redeemer, King.

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