There on a hill called Calvary
Stood a wondrous mystery
How could pain and suffering
Be our victory
Crown made of thorns placed on his brow
Scorned by the mocking of the crowd
Why would the king of heaven bow
For the weight of sin
Crown Him with praise
Worship his name Jesus the king
Who defeated the grave
Now and always His victory remains
So crown him with Praise
Then on the cross for sinners made All of my transgressions laid
On the king for sinners slain
Jesus Christ the Lord
Crown Him with praise Worship his name Jesus the king
Who defeated the grave
Now and always His victory remains
So crown him with Praise
Crown Him with praise
Worship his name Jesus the king
Who defeated the grave
Now and always His victory remains
So crown him with Praise
There in a tomb three days he laid
Darkness boasting at His grave
Then the earth began to shake
Hell had lost its claim
Up from the dark rose majesty Jesus Christ the risen king
Lift your hands and give him praise
The stone is rolled away
Crown Him with praise
Worship his name Jesus the king
Who defeated the grave
Now and always His victory remains
So crown him with Praise
Now and always His victory remains So crown him with Praise"