114b. Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious

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! Crown him! Crown him!
Crowns become the victor's brow;
Crowns become the victor's brow.

2 Crown the Saviour, angels crown him!
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of power enthrone him,
While the vault of heaven rings;
Crown him! Crown him! Crown him!
Crown him! Crown him! Crown him!
Crown the Saviour King of kings;
Crown the Saviour King of kings.

3 Sinners in derision crowned him,
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim;
Saints and angels crowd around 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;
O what joy the sight affords!
Crown him! Crown him!
Crown him! Crown him!
King of kings, and Lord of lords.

Text Information
First Line: Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious
Author: Thomas Kelly, 1769 - 1854
Language: English
Publication Date: 1958
Topic: The Church Year: Ascension
Tune Information
Name: BRYN CALFARIA
Composer: William Owen, 1814 - 93
Meter: 8 7, 8 7, 4 7.
Key: g minor



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