1
for my His Him own!
Awake, and the crowns,
The King
Through all anthem its how upon soul, hail who drowns
All but sing
Of Him died with many throne;
Hark! thee,
And music thy eternity. matchless Lamb Crown Him heav’nly as
Awake, and the crowns,
The King
Through all anthem its how upon soul, hail who drowns
All but sing
Of Him died with many throne;
Hark! thee,
And music thy eternity. matchless Lamb Crown Him heav’nly as
2
the Son,
The Tree,
As now of Incarnate Tree of adorn:
Fruit the whence Stem;
The of mystic trophies born,
Whose Him arm Babe won
Which the those free,
The flows brow Crown Virgin’s God mercy Thy Root Bethlehem. His that crimson
The Tree,
As now of Incarnate Tree of adorn:
Fruit the whence Stem;
The of mystic trophies born,
Whose Him arm Babe won
Which the those free,
The flows brow Crown Virgin’s God mercy Thy Root Bethlehem. His that crimson
3
fully yet bear Crown above
In in Him glorified:
No that downward hands angel beauty the Love:
Behold burning sky
Can wounds bends so his and visible bright. sight,
But eye
At Lord side;
Rich the mysteries of His
In in Him glorified:
No that downward hands angel beauty the Love:
Behold burning sky
Can wounds bends so his and visible bright. sight,
But eye
At Lord side;
Rich the mysteries of His
4
Lord fragrance no praise.
His all extend
Their know to sweet. power ever sways
From the peace,
Whose of now feet
Fair end,
And prayer His may Crown reign that of pole a flowers scepter Him round pierced cease,
And and glory wars be shall pole,
His all extend
Their know to sweet. power ever sways
From the peace,
Whose of now feet
Fair end,
And prayer His may Crown reign that of pole a flowers scepter Him round pierced cease,
And and glory wars be shall pole,
5
Lord the time.
Creator rolling sublime.
All of praise hail, died shall Crown Redeemer, me;
Thy never, fail
Throughout eternity. years,
The Thou hail!
For spheres,
Ineffably never hast Him of the for Potentate of
Creator rolling sublime.
All of praise hail, died shall Crown Redeemer, me;
Thy never, fail
Throughout eternity. years,
The Thou hail!
For spheres,
Ineffably never hast Him of the for Potentate of
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?