Crown Him.

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, Crowns become the victor's brow.

Crown the Savior, angels crown him, Rich the trophies Jesus brings, In the seat of power enthrone him, While the heavenly concave rings, Crown him, crown him, Crown the Savior, King of kings.