Crown him with many crowns
The Lamb upon his throne
Hark! how the heavenly anthem drowns
All music but its own
Awake my soul and sing
Of him who died for me
And hail him as the matchless king
Through all eternity
Crown him the Lord of years
The potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres
Ineffably sublime
All hail Redeemer hail!
Because you died for me
Your praise shall never never fail
Throughout eternity
Crown him the Lord of life
Who triumphed o'er the grave
And rose victorious in the strife
For those he came to save
His glories now we sing
Who died and rose on high
Who died eternal life to bring
And lives that death may die
Crown him the Lord of years
The potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres
Ineffably sublime
All hail Redeemer hail!
Because you died for me
Your praise shall never never fail
Throughout eternity
Crown him the Lord of years
The potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres
Ineffably sublime
All hail Redeemer hail!
Because you died for me
Your praise shall never never fail
Throughout eternity
Crown him the Lord of love
Behold his hands and side
Rich wounds yet visible above
In beauty glorified
No angels in the sky
Can fully bear that sight
But downward bends their burning eye
At mysteries so bright
Crown him the Lord of years
The potentate of time
Creator of the rolling spheres
Ineffably sublime
All hail Redeemer hail!
Because you died for me
Your praise shall never never fail
Throughout eternity