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XII: Crown the Lord of glory

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.