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 him as thy matchless King
all eternity.

Crown him the Son,
the God born,
whose arm crimson 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 every grief known
that the human breast,
and takes and bears for His own,
all in him may rest.

Crown him the of life,
who over 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 lives that may die.

Crown him the of peace,
whose power a sways
pole to pole, that wars may cease,
and all be and praise.
his reign know no end,
and round his feet
fair 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 wondrous of Love.
Crown him many crowns,
as before him fall;
Crown him, ye kings, 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 in realms of light,
where saints with angels
songs 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 glory not fail
eternity.