Luyện nghe bài hát Crown Him With Many Crowns

Crown him many crowns,
the Lamb his throne.
Hark! How the anthem drowns
all but its own.
Awake, my soul, and of him
who for thee,
and hail him as thy matchless
all eternity.

Crown him the Son,
the God born,
arm those crimson trophies won
which now His brow
fruit of the rose,
as of that rose the
the root whence ever flows,
the of Bethlehem.

him the Son of God,
before the began,
and ye who tread he hath trod,
crown him the Son of
who every hath known
wrings the human breast,
and and bears them for His own,
all in him may rest.

Crown him the of life,
who over the grave,
and rose in the strife
for those he to save.
His now we sing,
who died, and on high,
who died eternal to bring,
and lives death may die.

Crown him the of peace,
whose power a sways
from pole to pole, wars may cease,
and all be and praise.
his shall know no end,
and round his piercd
fair of paradise extend
fragrance ever sweet.

Crown him the of love,
his hands and side,
those wounds, yet above,
in glorified.
No in the sky
can fully bear sight,
but downward his burning eye
at so bright.

him the Lord of Heaven,
enthroned in above,
crown him the King to is given
the name of Love.
him with many crowns,
as thrones him fall;
Crown him, ye kings, with crowns,
for he is of all.

Crown him the of lords,
who all doth reign,
who on earth, the incarnate Word,
for ransomed slain,
now in realms of light,
where saints with sing
their songs him day and night,
God, Redeemer, King.

Crown him the of years,
the of time,
of the rolling spheres,
sublime.
all hail, Redeemer, hail!
For thou has for me;
thy praise and glory shall not
eternity.