Verse 1: n[D              Bm   G           D      G  D   A] nCrown Him with many crowns, the Lamb upon His throne; n     [D       Bm       E      A           D     E        A] nHark how the heav'nly anthem drowns, all music but it's own! n[A7 D              G     B7 E                 A] nAwake my soul and sing, of Him who died for thee, n[A7  D        G      A7        D            G     A7  D] nAnd hail Him as thy matchless King through all eternity. n n nVerse 2: n[D             Bm       G        D         G    D   A] nCrown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed o'er the grave, n    [D       Bm      E      A           D        E       A] nAnd rose victorious in the strife, for those He came to save: n[A7  D              G     B7  E                A] nHis glories now we sing, who died and rose on high; n[A7  D      G     A7      D          G          A7        D] nWho died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die. n n nVerse 3: n[D             Bm      G       D        G     D   A] nCrown Him the Lord of love; behold His hands and side, n      [D          Bm   E   A        D      E     A] nThose wounds yet visible above, in beauty glorified: n[A7 D            G   B7  E                 A] nNo angel in the sky can fully bear that sight, n[A7  D        G         A7      D      G     A7     D] nBut downward bends His burning eye at mysteries so bright. n n nVerse 4: n[D             Bm      G            D       G   D   A] nCrown Him the Lord of peace, whose power a sceptre sways, n     [D       Bm         E        A          D      E          A] nFrom pole to pole, that wars may cease, and all be prayer and praise: n[A7  D                   G    B7  E                 A] nHis reign shall know no end, and round His pierced feet, n[A7   D          G   A7     D           G         A7    D] nFair flowers of paradise extend, their fragrance ever sweet. n n nVerse 5: n[D             Bm      G          D     G    D  A] nCrown Him the Lord of years, the Potentate of time, n   [D    Bm     E       A           D   E      A] nCreator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime! n[A7  D               G     B7  E                  A] nAll hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou hast died for me; n[A7  D            G      A7    D           G     A7  D] nThy praise shall never, never fail throughout eternity. n n©Public Domain nAll rights reserved. International copyright secured. n