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Crown him with many crowns

Author: Matthew Bridges (1800-1894); Godfrey Thring (1823-1903) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #459 (2005) Scripture: Romans 5:8 Lyrics: 1 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 thee, and hail him as thy matchless King through all eternity. 2 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. 3 Crown him the Lord of love; behold his hands and side, rich wounds yet visible above, in beauty glorified. All hail, Redeemer, hail! for thou hast died for me: thy praise shall never, never fail throughout eternity. Topics: Life in Christ Christ Risen - Reign and Priesthood; Christian Year Ascension; Eternal Life Languages: English Tune Title: DIADEMATA
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Crown him with many crowns

Author: Godfrey Thring (1823-1903); Matthew Bridges (1800-1894) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #459 (2008) Scripture: Romans 5:8 Lyrics: 1 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 thee, and hail him as thy matchless King through all eternity. 2 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. 3 Crown him the Lord of love; behold his hands and side, rich wounds yet visible above, in beauty glorified. All hail, Redeemer, hail! for thou hast died for me: thy praise shall never, never fail throughout eternity. Topics: Life in Christ Christ Risen - Reign and Priesthood; Christian Year Ascension; Eternal Life Languages: English Tune Title: DIADEMATA
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Rejoice, the Lord is King

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #267 (1997) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Scripture: Romans 5:2 First Line: Rejoice, the Lord is king (Chrétien, réjouis-toi!) Lyrics: 1 Rejoice, the Lord is King; your sovereign Lord adore; give thanks, O mortals, sing and triumph evermore. Lift up your heart; lift up your voice; rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 2 For Christ the Saviour reigns, the God of truth and love; when Jesus purged our stains, he took his seat above. Lift up your heart; lift up your voice; rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 3 His reign can never fail; he rules o'er earth and heaven: the keys of death and hell are to our Saviour given. Lift up your heart; lift up your voice; rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 4 He sits at God's right hand till all his foes submit and bow to his command and fall beneath his feet. Lift up your heart; lift up your voice; rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 5 Rejoice in glorious hope, for Christ the judge shall come and take the faithful up to their eternal home: We soon shall hear the archangel's voice; the trump of God shall sound: rejoice. --- FRENCH - 1 Chrétien, réjouis-toi! tressaille d'allégresse, car ton Sauveur est roi: regarde à lui sans cesse. En son amour, chrétien, réjouis-toi, réjouis-toi toujours! 2 Exalte le Seigneur: il a sauvé ton âme! Dieu l'a comblé d'honneur après la croix infâme. En son amour, chrétien, réjouis-toi, réjouis-toi toujours! 3 Éclate en saints transports! Voici ton Dieu confie les portes de la mort au Prince de la vie. En son amour, chrétien, réjouis-toi, réjouis-toi toujours! 4 Espère, adore et crois! Jésus seul est le Maître. Au loin déjà je vois sa gloire enfin paraître. En son amour, chrétien, réjouis-toi, réjouis-toi toujours! 5 Christ règne dans le ciel au sein de la lumière, et son règne éternel bientôt viendra sur terre. En son amour, chrétien, réjouis-toi, réjouis-toi toujours! Topics: Church Year Ascension/Reign of Christ; Descants and Fauxbourdons; Jesus Christ Redeemer and Savior; Judgement; Languages other than English French Languages: English; French Tune Title: DARWALL'S 148TH
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Oh rostro ensangrentado (O Sacred Head, Now Wounded)

Author: Bernardo de Claraval, 1091-1153; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859; Federico Fliedner, 1845-1901; Anónima Hymnal: Santo, Santo, Santo #168 (2019) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Scripture: Romans 5:6-8 Lyrics: 1 ¡Oh rostro ensangrentado, imagen del dolor, que sufres resignado la burla y el furor! Soportas la tortura, la saña, la maldad; en tan cruel amargura, ¡que grandes es tu bondad! 2 Señor, tu has soportado lo que yo merecí; la culpa que has cargado, cargarla yo debí. Mas mírame, confío en tu cruz y pasión. Otórgame, Dios mío, la gracia del perdón. 3 Aunque tu vida acaba, no dejaré tu cruz; pues cuando errante andaba, en ti encontré la luz. Me apacentaste siempre, paciente cual pastor; me amaste tiernamente con infinito amor. --- 1 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown; O sacred head, what glory, What bliss till now, was thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine! 2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners' gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, But thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! 'Tis I deserve thy place; Look on me with thy favor, And grant to me thy grace. 3 What language shall I borrow, To thank thee, dearest friend, For this thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? Oh, make me thine forever; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to thee. Topics: Amor por Jesucristo; Love for Jesus Christ; Año Cristiano Viernes Santo; Christian Year Good Friday; Jesucristo Cruz y Crucifixión; Jesus Christ Cross and Crucifixion; Jesucristo Muerte de; Jesus Christ Death of; Jesucristo Sacrificio; Jesus Christ Sacrifice; Jesucristo Sufrimiento de; Jesus Christ Suffering of; Pecado; Sin; Salvación; Salvation Languages: English; Spanish Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: James Waddell Alexander Hymnal: Glory to God #221 (2013) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Scripture: Romans 5:6-8 Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down; now scornfully surrounded with thorns, thine only crown; O sacred head, what glory, what bliss till now was thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine. 2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered was all for sinners’ gain: mine, mine was the transgression, but thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! ’Tis I deserve thy place; look on me with thy favor, and grant to me thy grace. 3 What language shall I borrow to thank thee, dearest friend, for this thy dying sorrow, thy pity without end? O make me thine forever; and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to thee. Topics: Atonement; Christian Year Palm Sunday; Christian Year Maundy Thursday; Christian Year Good Friday; Grâce; Jesus Christ Passion and Death; Living in Christ; Love for God; Repentance; Sin Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: James W. Alexander, 1804-1859; Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th c. Hymnal: Worship and Rejoice #284 (2003) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Scripture: Romans 5:6 First Line: O sacred head now wounded Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, now scornfully surrounded with thorns, thine only crown: O sacred head, what glory, what bliss till now was thine; yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine. 2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered was all for sinners’ gain; mine, mine was the transgression, but thine the deadly pain. Lo, here I fall, my Savior! ’Tis I deserve thy place; look on me with thy favor, and grant to me thy grace. 3 What language shall I borrow to thank thee, dearest friend, for this thy dying sorrow, thy pity without end? O make me thine forever; and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to thee. Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O sacred head sore wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76; Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; James Waddell Alexander, 1804-59 Hymnal: Together in Song #339 (1999) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Scripture: Romans 5:6-11 Lyrics: 1 O sacred head sore wounded, with grief and shame weighed down; O kingly head surrounded with thorns your only crown; death's shadows rise before you, the glow of life decays; yet hosts of heaven adore you and tremble as they gaze. 2 What language shall I borrow to praise you, heavenly friend, for this your dying sorrow, your mercy without end? Such agony and dying! Such love to sinners free! O Christ, all grace supplying, turn now your face on me. 3 In this your bitter Passion, good Shepherd, think of me, look on me with compassion, unworthy though I be: beneath your cross abiding for ever would I rest, in your dear love confiding, and with your presence blessed. 4 Lord, be my consolation, my shield when death is near; remind me of your Passion, be with me when I fear. My eyes shall then behold you, upon your cross shall dwell, my heart by faith enfold you; and who dies thus, dies well. Topics: Good Friday; Jesus Christ Passion and Cross; Passion Sunday Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt; James Waddell Alexander Hymnal: Moravian Book of Worship #345 (1995) Scripture: Romans 5:6-11 Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, now scornfully surrounded with thorns your only crown. O sacred head, what glory and blessing you have known! Yet, though despised and gory, I claim you as my own. 2 My Lord, what you did suffer was all for sinner's gain; mine, mine was the transgression, but yours the deadly pain. So here I kneel, my Savior, for I deserve your place; look on me with thy favor and save me by your grace. 3 What language shall I borrow to thank you, dearest friend, for this, your dying sorrow, your mercy without end? Lord, make me yours forever, a loyal servant true, and let me never, never outlive my love to you. Topics: Holy Week; Christ--Sacrifice of; Christian year--Holy Week; Love for Christ Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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There is a green hill far away

Author: Cecil Frances Alexander Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal #184 (1961) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Romans 5:8 Lyrics: 1 There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all. 2 We may not know, we cannot tell, What pains he had to bear; But we believe it was for us He hung and suffered there. 3 He died that we might be forgiv'n, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heav'n, Saved by his precious blood. 4 There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin; He only could unlock the gate Of heav'n, and let us in. 5 O dearly, dearly has he loved, And we must love him too, And trust in his redeeming blood, And try his works to do. Amen. Topics: Christ, The Lord Jesus; Christ Death of; Christ Suffering of; Good Works; Imputation, of Righteousness; Love For Christ or God Languages: English Tune Title: MEDITATION
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There Is a Green Hill Far Away

Author: Cecil F. Alexander Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #256 (1990) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Romans 5:6-11 Lyrics: 1 There is a green hill far away, without a city wall, where the dear Lord was crucified, who died to save us all. 2 We may not know, we cannot tell, what pains he had to bear; but we believe it was for us he hung and suffered there. 3 He died that we might be forgiv'n, he died to make us good, that we might go at last to heav'n, saved by his precious blood. 4 There was no other good enough to pay the price of sin; he only could unlock the gate of heav'n, and let us in. 5 O dearly, dearly has he loved, and we must love him too, and trust in his redeeming blood, and try his works to do. Topics: Good Works; Jesus Christ His Death; Christ Suffering of; Imputation of Righteousness; Love For Christ of God Languages: English Tune Title: MEDITATION

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