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When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-92)
Crown Him with many crowns (#ulink_c8a94652-b47d-5003-a389-2a337b86f753)
In its original form this hymn, initially entitled ‘The Song of the Seraphs’, was the work of Matthew Bridges, who became a Roman Catholic at the age of 48. Some 30 years later, however, an Anglican clergyman named Godfrey Thring felt the need to add new lines referring specifically to the resurrection and, with Bridges’ blessing (although it seems the two men never actually met), added a new verse describing Christ’s triumph over death. Like many other hymns, this appears in a number of variant forms, sometimes including alterations made subsequently by Percy Dearmer (1867-1936).
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 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.
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 life,
Who triumphed o’er 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.
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,
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