185b. Look, ye saints; the sight is glorious

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.

Crown the Savior, 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 Savior King of kings.

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

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
Author: Thomas Kelly (1809)
Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7
Publication Date: 1916
Topic: The Ascension Day; Processional; Sunday Schools
Tune Information
Name: VICTOR'S CROWN
Composer: Horatio Parker (1893)
Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7
Key: D Major



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