Hymnal ‎#115

115. Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious

1 Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious:
See the "Man of Sorrows," now;
From the fight returned victorious,
Every knee to Him shall bow;
Crown Him! crown Him!
Crowns become the Victor's brow.

2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown Him;
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
On the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the vault of heaven rings;
Crown Him! crown Him!
Crown the Saviour King of kings.

3 Sinners in derision crowned Him,
Mocking thus the Savior's claim;
Saints and angels crowd around Him,
Own His title, praise His Name:
Crown Him! crown Him!
Spread abroad the Victor's fame!

4 Hark! those bursts of acclamation!
Hark! those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
O what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him! crown Him!
King of kings, and Lord of lords.

Text Information

• First Line: Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious
• Meter: 8s. 7s. 4s.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1871

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