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Crown the Lord of glory,

Angels, crown your King;

Saints, whose souls He ransomed,

Bring your offering;

Let no voice be silent,

Laud and honour bring.

Crown the Lord of glory, --

Once He dwelt below,

Bore the cross of sorrow,

Drank the cup of woe;

Now He reigns triumphant,

Let your praises flow.

Crown the Lord of glory; --

On the earth He wore

Purple robe that mocked Him,

Thorns His brow that tore;

Now His griefs are ended,

Praise Him evermore.

Crown the Lord of glory,

For His work is done;

Crown the King of angels,

God's eternal Son;

In my life enthroned

Be Thy reign begun.