The Lamb upon His Throne
Hark! How the Heav’nly Anthem drowns
All Music but Its own
Awake, my soul, and sing
Of Him Who died for thee,
And Hail Him as thy Matchless King
Through all eternity.
Crown Him the Lord of Lords,
Who over all doth reign,
Who once on earth, the Incarnate Word,
For ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light,
Where Saints with Angels sing,
Their songs before Him day and night,
Their God, Redeemer, King.
Crown Him the Lord of Heav’n,
Enthroned in worlds above;
Crown Him the King, to Whom is giv’n
The Wondrous Name of Love.
Crown Him with many Crowns,
As thrones before Him fall,
Crown Him, ye Kings, with many Crowns,
For He is King of all.
