Text: “In
the beginning was the Word (Christ Jesus), and the Word was with God, and the
Word was God. The same was in the
beginning with God. All things were made
by Him; and without Him was not anything made that was made. In Him (Christ Jesus) was LIFE; and the life
was the light of men. And the light
shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.”
John
1:1-5.
Good
morning Spiritually living Christian!
Before the Lord Jesus redeemed your soul and mine, we were ‘…dead in
trespasses and sins…’; lost in Spiritual darkness; and without hope for time or
Eternity.
Now:
We are alive indeed; redeemed from past present and future sins; and filled
with certain hope of life abundant today, and Eternal life forever more. Can we not rejoice together at this truth and
shout ‘Hallelujah! Jesus is Life?
“…I
am come that they might have LIFE, and that they might have it more
abundantly.” (John 10:10b)
“Jesus saith unto him (Thomas), I am the way, the truth, and the life;
no man cometh unto the Father, but by Me.”
(John 14:6)
Let’s
you and I who are blessed with such Eternal life continually seek to crown Christ
Jesus as the Lord of all life. Praise
His majestic Name!
Crown
Him With Many Crowns
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.
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.
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 Son of God, before the worlds began,
And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man;
Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,
And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.
And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man;
Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,
And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.
Crown
Him the Lord of life, who triumphed
over the grave,
And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing, who died, and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.
And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.
His glories now we sing, who died, and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.
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.
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 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.
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 Heaven, enthroned in worlds above,
Crown Him the King to Whom is given the wondrous name of Love.
Crown Him with many crowns, as thrones before Him fall;
Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns, for He is King of all.
Crown Him the King to Whom is given the wondrous name of Love.
Crown Him with many crowns, as thrones before Him fall;
Crown Him, ye kings, with many crowns, for He is King of all.
Crown
Him the Lord of lords, who over all doth reign,
Who once on earth, the incarnate Word, for ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light, where saints with angels sing
Their songs before Him day and night, their God, Redeemer, King.
Who once on earth, the incarnate Word, for ransomed sinners slain,
Now lives in realms of light, where saints with angels sing
Their songs before Him day and night, their God, Redeemer, King.
Crown
Him the Lord of years, the Potentate of time,
Creator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou has died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail throughout eternity.
Creator of the rolling spheres, ineffably sublime.
All hail, Redeemer, hail! For Thou has died for me;
Thy praise and glory shall not fail throughout eternity.
Matthew
Bridges (1800 - 1894)
Words: Verses 1, 4, 5, 6 & 9: Matthew Bridges, The Passion of
Jesus, 1852; verses 2 & 3: Godfrey Thring,
Hymns and Sacred Lyrics, 1874.
Music: Diademata, George J. Elvey
(1816-1893),
Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1868. Alternate tune: Oliva Speciosa, 18th Century
Italian melody. (© Copy
NetHymnal, All rights reserved.)
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Thought: No mere man could take life from the Lord of
Life - Christ Jesus! He laid down His
life for sinners, just like you and me. (John 10:18)
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