371: LOOK, ye saints, the sight is glorious

371: LOOK, ye saints, the sight is glorious

by Thomas Kelly (1769-1854)

1 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!

2 Crown the Saviour! angels own Him,
Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
In the seat of power enthrone Him,
While the vault of heaven rings.
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Crown the Saviour "King of kings"!

3 Sinners in derision crowned Him,
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim;
Saints and angels now surround Him,
Own His title, praise His name.
Crown Him! Crown Him!
Spread abroad the Victor's fame!

4 Hark! those bursts of acclamation!
Hark! those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
Oh, what joy the sight affords!
Crown Him! Crown Him!
"King of kings, and Lord of lords"!