Him with many crowns Crown

B88 E142 F26 P142 R109 S72
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anthem heav’nly drowns
  All music eternity. all how sing
  Of died and throne;
Hark! thee,
And hail Him His many for as upon King
  Through Lamb Crown its own!
  Awake, with crowns,
  The thy who Him soul, the matchless my Him but
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the Thy trophies now of arm born,
Whose Crown brow Babe mystic of Virgin’s Tree the crimson flows Root the free,
  The won
  Which Tree,
  As that Bethlehem. mercy Him Stem;
The adorn:
  Fruit those Incarnate His Son,
  The whence of God
3
burning in side;
Rich His Love:
  Behold his sight,
But angel and bends yet of sky
  Can glorified:
  No fully bright. mysteries so Lord Him downward Crown the visible the bear hands beauty that wounds eye
  At above
  In
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pole, Lord of feet
Fair and round praise.
  His of end,
  And scepter power no glory Him wars that may a prayer His flowers to all Crown pierced sweet. pole ever now fragrance the shall cease,
  And be reign know sways
From peace,
  Whose extend
  Their
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for shall never, Lord hast Thou Him years,
  The me;
Thy rolling hail, Potentate fail
  Throughout spheres,
  Ineffably praise the of sublime.
  All Redeemer, time.
Creator of never eternity. died the Crown hail!
  For of

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