222. 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,
Ev'ry knee to Him shall bow.
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crowns become the Victor's brow.

2 Crown the Savior! Angels, crown Him!
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
On the seat of pow'r enthrone Him
While the vault of heaven rings.
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crown the Savior 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;
Oh, what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him! Crown Him!
King of kings and Lord of lords!

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious
Title: Look, Ye Saints, the Sight Is Glorious
Author: Thomas Kelly (1809)
Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1941
Scripture:
Topic: The Church Year: Ascension
Tune Information
Name: CORONAE
Composer: William H. Monk (1871)
Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.7.
Key: G Major



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