125. Behold the Lamb With Glory Crowned
C.M.
by T. Kelly
Behold the Lamb with glory crowned!
To Him all power be given;
No place too high for Him is found,
No place too high in heaven.
He fills the throne — the throne above,
He fills it without wrong;
The object of His Father’s love,
Theme of the ransomed’s song.
Though high yet He accepts the praise
The faintest, feeblest cry they raise
Will reach the Savior’s ear.
This song be ours, and this alone,
Of Him that sits upon the throne,
To Him whom men despise and slight,
The crown is His, and His by right
The highest place in heaven.
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