The King on His Throne.

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On his head were many crowns."
BRIGHT with all his crowns of glory,
See the royal Victor's brow,
Once for sinners marr'd and gory,
See the Lamb exalted now;
While before him
All his ransom'd brethren bow.

THE CHURCH

Blessed morning! long expected,
Lo, they fill the peopled air!
Mourners once, by man rejected,
They with him exalted there,
Sing his praises,
And his throne of glory share.

ISRAEL

Judah! lo, thy royal Lion
Reigns on earth, a conquering King!
Come, ye ransom'd tribes, to Zion,
Love's abundant ofrrings bring;
There behold him,
And his ceaseless praises sing.

THE GENTILES

King of kings! let earth adore him,
High on his exalted throne;
Fall, ye nations! fall before him,
And his righteous scepter own:
All the glory
Be to him, and him alone.