BRIGHT WITH ALL HIS CROWNS OF GLORY

Bright with all His crowns of glory,
See the Royal Victor’s brow;
Once for sinners marr’d and gory,
See the Lamb exalted now,
While before Him
All His ransomed brethren bow.

Blessed morning! long expected,
Lo! they fill the people air,
Mourners once, by man rejected,
They, with Him, exalted there,
Sing His praises,
And His throne of glory share.

King of kings! let earth adore Him,
High on His exalted throne;
Fall, ye nations, fall before Him,
And His righteous sceptre own;
All the glory
Be to Him, and Him alone.