Look, Ye Saints, the Sight Is Glorious

Words: Thomas Kelly · Music: Henry Smart · 1809

Verse 1
Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious:
see the Man of Sorrows now;
from the fight returned victorious,
ev'ry knee to him shall bow.
Crown him, crown him!
Crown him, crown him!
Crowns become the Victor's brow.

Verse 2
Crown the Savior, angels, crown him;
rich the trophies Jesus brings;
in the seat of pow'r enthrone him,
while the vault of heaven rings.
Crown him, crown him!
Crown him, crown him!
Crown the Savior King of kings.

Verse 3
Sinners in derision crowned him,
mocking thus the Savior's claim;
saints and angels crowd around him,
own his title, praise his name.
Crown him, crown him!
Crown him, crown him!
Spread abroad the Victor's fame!

Verse 4
Hark! those bursts of acclamation!
Hark! the loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the highest station;
oh, what joy the sight affords!
Crown him, crown him!
Crown him, crown him!
King of kings and Lord of lords!

Words: Thomas Kelly, 1809 | Music: Henry Smart, 1866

Psalm 8; Isaiah 53; Matthew 27; Philippians 2; Hebrews 2; Revelation 5; Revelation 7; Revelation 19

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