Christian Copyright Licence 273238. Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious: See the Man of Sorrows...

Christian Copyright Licence 273238



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.


Crown the Saviour! 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 Saviour King of kings


Sinners in derision crowned him,Mocking thus the Saviour’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.


Hark, those bursts of acclamation!Hark, those loud triumphant chords!


Jesus takes the highest station:O what joy the sight affords!


Crown Him, crown Him!Crown Him, crown Him!King of kings and Lord of lords!

Words : Thomas Kelly Music : Henry Smart



Jesus, we celebrate your victory;Jesus, we revel in your love.


Jesus, we rejoice you’ve set us free;Jesus, your death has brought us life.


It was for freedom that Christ has set us free,no longer to be subject to a yoke of slavery;


so we’re rejoicing in God’s victory,our hearts responding to his love.






His Spirit in us releases us from fear,the way to him is open, with boldness we draw near.


And in his presence our problems disappear;our hearts responding to his love.





John Gibson

© Copyright 1987 Kingsway’s Thankyou Music, P.O. Box 75, Eastbourne, East Sussex, BN23 6NW, UK. Used by permission.



Love divine, all loves excelling,joy of heav’n, to earth come down,fix in us thy humble dwelling,all thy faithful mercies crown.


Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spiritinto every troubled breast;let us all in thee inherit,let us find thy promised rest.

Charles Wesley



This is the mystery,that Christ has chosen you and me,to be the revelation of his glory;


a chosen, royal, holy peopleset apart and loved,a bride preparing for her King.


Let the Bride say, ‘Come’,let the Bride say, ‘Come’,let the Bride of the Lamb say, ‘Come, Lord Jesus!’


Let the Bride say, ‘Come’,let the Bride say, ‘Come’,let the Bride of the Lamb say, ‘Come, Lord Jesus, come!’


She’s crowned in splendourand a royal diadem,the King is enthralled by her beauty.


Adorned in righteousness,arrayed in glorious light,the Bride is waiting for her King.






Now hear the Bridegroom call,‘Beloved, come aside;the time of betrothal is at hand.


Lift up your eyes and seethe dawning of the day,when as King, I’ll return to claim my Bride.’





Philip Lawson Johnston and Chris Bowater

© Copyright 1992 Sovereign Lifestyle Music Ltd, P.O. Box 356, Leighton Buzzard, Bedfordshire, LU7 8WP, UK. Used by permission.



Come now is the time to worshipCome, now is the time to give your heart


Come, just as you are to worshipCome, just as you are before your GodCome.


One day every tongue will confess you are GodOne day every knee will bow


Still, the greatest treasure remains For those who gladly choose you now

Copyright 1998 Vineyard Songs (UK/Eire)



Light of the world, you stepped down into darknessOpened my eyes, let me see.


Beauty that made this heart adore you,Hope of a life spent with You.


So here I am to worship,Here I am to bow down,Here I am to say that You’re my God


You’re altogether lovely,Altogether worthy, altogether wonderful to me.


King of all days, oh so highly exalted,Glorious in Heaven above,


Humbly You came to the earth You created,All for love’s sake became poor.






And I’ll never know how much it costTo see my sin upon that cross


And I’ll never know how much it costTo see my sin upon that cross





Copyright 2000 Kingsway’s Thankyou Music.



I see the Lord seated on the throne, exalted;and the train of his robefills the temple with glory:


the whole earth is filled, the whole earth is filled,the whole earth is filled with your glory.


Holy, holy, holy, holy, yes, holy is the Lord;holy, holy, holy, holy, yes, holy is the Lord of lords.

Chris Falson

© Copyright 1993 Chris Falson Music/Maranatha! Music. Administered by CopyCare, P.O. Box 77, Hailsham, East Sussex, BN27 3EF, UK. Used by permission.



We rest on Thee, our shield and our defender!We go not forth alone against the foe;


Strong in Thy strength, safe in Thy keeping tender,We rest on Thee and in Thy Name we go


Strong in Thy strength, safe in Thy keeping tender,We rest on Thee and in Thy Name we go


We rest on Thee, our shield and our defender!Thine is the battle, Thine shall be the praise;


When passing through the gates of pearly splendour,Victors, we rest with Thee, through endless days


When passing through the gates of pearly splendour,Victors, we rest with Thee, through endless days

Music Copyright Breitkopf and Hartel, Walkmuhlstrasse 52, D-65195 Wiesbaden, Germany.


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