Hymnal: Fillmore's Harp of Zion
Date: 1867
Compiler: A D Fillmore
Publisher/Printer: R W Carroll & Co
First Line: Look ye saints the sight is glorious
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Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
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Meter: 8s 7s and 4s
Tune: Coronal
Hymn Number: <no hymn number given>
Page Number: 212, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsLook, ye saints, the sight is glorious;
See the Man of sorrows now;
From the fight returu'd victorious,
Ev'ry knee to him shall bow.
Crown him, crown him;
Crowns become the victor's brow,
Crowns become the victor's brow.
Crown the Saviour, angels crown him;
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of power enthrone him,
While the heavenly concave rings.
Crown him, crown him;
Crown the Saviour King of kings,
Crown the Saviour King of kings.
Sinners in derision crown'd him,
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim;
Saints and angels crowd around him,
Own his title, praise his name.
Crown him, crown him;
Spread abroad the victor's fame,
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,
King of kings, and Lord of lords.