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 hail him as thy matchless
all eternity.

Crown him the Son,
the God born,
whose arm those crimson won
now His brow 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 tread where he trod,
crown him the Son of
who every grief known
wrings the human breast,
and takes and bears 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 eternal life to bring,
and lives death may die.

him the Lord of peace,
whose a scepter sways
pole to pole, that wars may cease,
and all be and praise.
his reign know no end,
and round his piercd
fair flowers of extend
fragrance ever sweet.

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

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

Crown him the of lords,
who over all reign,
who on earth, the incarnate Word,
for sinners slain,
now in realms of light,
where with angels sing
their songs 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 and glory shall not fail
eternity.