All Believer Hymn Book

Hymn 414 LOOK. YE SAINTS! THE SIGHT Lyrics

1. Look, yet saints! The sight is glorious;
See the Man of sorrows now, Crowns become the victor’s brow.
From the fight returned victorious, Every knee to Him shall bow,
Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him,

2. Crown the Saviour! Angels, Crown Him;
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of pow’r enthrone Him,
Crown Him, crown Him, Crown the Saviour King of kings.
While the vault of heaven rings: Crown Him, crown Him,

3. Sinners in derision crowned Him,
Mocking thus the Saviour’s claim,
Saints and angles crowd around Him,
Own His title, praise His name;
Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him,
Spread abroad the victor’s fame.

4. Hark those burst of acclamation!
Hark, those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
O what joy the sigh affords!
Crown Him, crown Him, Crown Him, crown Him,
King of kings and Lord of lords!