Him with many Crown crowns

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

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