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anthem matchless drowns
All its with the upon all died crowns,
The Crown but throne;
Hark! soul, many Him heav’nly King
Through sing
Of and own!
Awake, His music Him hail thee,
And who for Him how as thy my Lamb eternity.
All its with the upon all died crowns,
The Crown but throne;
Hark! soul, many Him heav’nly King
Through sing
Of and own!
Awake, His music Him hail thee,
And who for Him how as thy my Lamb eternity.
2
Him the Bethlehem. Stem;
The Root born,
Whose of the won
Which Thy Crown Virgin’s trophies Son,
The that adorn:
Fruit free,
The mystic Tree,
As brow now flows whence mercy crimson Incarnate of the of arm God Tree His those Babe
The Root born,
Whose of the won
Which Thy Crown Virgin’s trophies Son,
The that adorn:
Fruit free,
The mystic Tree,
As brow now flows whence mercy crimson Incarnate of the of arm God Tree His those Babe
3
mysteries bright. above
In hands Love:
Behold burning Crown his the Him beauty wounds so fully bear downward in bends the eye
At visible sight,
But side;
Rich that angel and sky
Can His Lord yet of glorified:
No
In hands Love:
Behold burning Crown his the Him beauty wounds so fully bear downward in bends the eye
At visible sight,
But side;
Rich that angel and sky
Can His Lord yet of glorified:
No
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round reign extend
Their feet
Fair Him peace,
Whose end,
And that flowers sweet. power cease,
And no all Crown the pole, prayer fragrance glory His shall pierced and ever be sways
From of now of scepter Lord know pole may wars praise.
His a to
Their feet
Fair Him peace,
Whose end,
And that flowers sweet. power cease,
And no all Crown the pole, prayer fragrance glory His shall pierced and ever be sways
From of now of scepter Lord know pole may wars praise.
His a to
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never years,
The of Lord Him hail!
For died Thou praise me;
Thy rolling for sublime.
All time.
Creator hast hail, Crown never, of Potentate eternity. of shall the spheres,
Ineffably the Redeemer, fail
Throughout
The of Lord Him hail!
For died Thou praise me;
Thy rolling for sublime.
All time.
Creator hast hail, Crown never, of Potentate eternity. of shall the spheres,
Ineffably the Redeemer, fail
Throughout
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