LOOK YE SAINTS

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! Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crowns became the victor’s brow.

2.    Crown the savior! Angels crown Him! Reach the trophy Jesus brings!
In the seat of power enthrone, while the vault of heaven rings.
Crown Him! Crown Him! 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 round him, own his title praise His name:
Crown Him! Crown Him! 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! Crown Him! Crown Him!
King of kings and Lord of Lords.

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