Composer: Chris Machen
Author: Chris Machen
Arranger: Robert Stirling
Publisher: Desert North Music and Word Music
Voicing: SATB
Pages: 14
Copies: 19
Publish Date: 1991
Lyrics
A stable for his palace, a manger for his throne, the Infant King was born in poverty. Shepherds stood still in wonder, angels filled the sky, and as wise men brouyght Him gifts of royalty they sang, "Corwn Him, crown Him, crown Him with the diadem of glory. Crown Him king of kings." The King of all creation be came the spotless Lamb, a crown of thorns spilled blood upon His brow. The grave could not restrain Him, He crused the grip of ddeath as He burst through heaven's gate the angels bowed. The sang, "crown Him, crown Him." Now he reigns in splendor, the glorious King enthroned. A massive choir resounds in one accord. At he final coronation ev'ry knee shall bow, ev'ry tongue confress that Jesus Christ is Lord! He is Lord! We'll sing, "Crown Him"
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