Christus Rex

24 Nov 2018

Vigil of CHRIST THE KING

 

Crown him with many crowns,

the Lamb upon his throne;

hark, how the heavenly anthem drowns

all music but its own.

Awake, my soul, and sing

of him who died for thee,

and hail him as thy matchless King

through all eternity.

Crown him the Virgin’s Son, 

the God incarnate born, 

whose arm those crimson trophies won 

which now his brow adorn; 

Fruit of the mystic Rose, 

as of that Rose the Stem; 

the Root whence mercy ever flows, 

the Babe of Bethlehem.

Crown him the Lord of love,

behold his hands and side,

those wounds, yet visible above,

in beauty glorified.

No angel in the sky

can fully bear that sight,

but downward bends his burning eye

at mysteries so bright.

Crown him the Lord of peace, 

whose power a sceptre sways 

from pole to pole, that wars may cease, 

and all be prayer and praise. 

His reign shall know no end, 

and round his piercèd feet 

fair flowers of paradise extend 

their fragrance ever sweet.

Crown him the Lord of years,

the Potentate of time,

Creator of the rolling spheres,

ineffably sublime:

all hail, Redeemer, hail!

for thou hast died for me;

thy praise shall never, never fail

throughout eternity.

 

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