1 Crowns of glory ever bright,
Rest upon the Conqueror's head;
Crowns of glory are his right,--
His who liveth and was dead.
2 He subdued the powers of hell;
In the fight he stood alone:
All his foes before him fell,
By his single arm o'erthrown.
3 His the battle, his the toil;
His the honors of the day;
His the glory and the spoil:
Jesus bears them all away.
4 Now proclaim his deeds afar;
Fill the world with his renown;
His alone the victor's car;
His the everlasting crown!
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #248