1. Crown Him with many crowns, The Lamb upon His throne, Hark! how the heav'nly anthem drowns All music but its own; Awake, my soul, and sing Of Him who died for thee, And hail Him as thy matchless King Thro' all eternity. . . 2. Crown Him the Lord of life, Who triumphed o'er the grave, and rose victorious in the strife For those He came to save; His glories now we sing Who died, and rose on high, Who died eternal life to bring, And lives that death may die. . . 3. Crown Him the Lord of peace, W