Some additional verses

Crown Him the royal Priest

who, from Golgotha's slope,

baptized His own, from great to least,

in one enduring hope.

From Zion's holy hill

a better blood He pleads;

His Father's purpose to fulfill,

Christ lives and intercedes.

Crown Him who, crowned with thorns

and scourged with strange offense,

despised the Cainic vault of scorn

which mocked His innocence.

For glory's greater weight

the weight of sin became

to crucify a world of hate,

wrest victory from shame.

Crown Him with thankful prayer

and gird Him 'round with psalms.

Anoint Him resurrection's heir

and pave His path with palms.

With worship wash His feet.

Cry Hallelujah! Bring

your crowns to lay at mercy's seat

where reigns our worthy King!

Crown Him the Lord of Song;

He, for His own delight

hath circumscribed the dusty tongue,

hath set its urge alight.

With eloquence hath stirred

His prophets' borrowed art,

a worthy anthem 'round to gird

those saints of joyful heart.

Crown Him the serpent's bane;

no more to kill, nor steal,

the dragon's pow'r lies crushed and vain

beneath His bruisèd heel.

He ring'd Behemoth's nose,

He hook'd Leviathan,

ere both, by sanguine blows laid low,

are made to cry Amen!

Crown Him the Lord of wine,

the feast of heart's increase -

one bread of fellowship divine,

one cup of perfect peace.

Christ reconciled our race

to God the Trinity;

One table laid with fulsome grace,

one host of unity.