Him many Crown crowns with

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

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