Sunday Hymn: Look, Ye Saints, the Sight Is Glorious

Look, ye saints! the sight is glo­ri­ous:
See the Man of Sor­rows now;
From the fight re­turned vic­tor­ious,
Every knee to Him shall bow;
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crowns become the Vic­tor’s brow,
Crowns become the Vic­tor’s brow.

Crown the Sav­ior! an­gels, crown Him;
Rich the tro­phies Je­sus brings;
In the seat of pow­er en­throne Him,
While the vault of Heav­en rings;
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown the Sav­ior King of kings,
Crown the Sav­ior King of kings.

Sinners in de­ri­sion scorned Him,
Mocking thus the Sav­ior’s claim;
Saints and an­gels crowd around Him,
Own His ti­tle, praise His name;
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
Spread abroad the Vic­tor’s fame,
Spread abroad the Vic­tor’s fame.

Hark, those bursts of ac­cla­ma­tion!
Hark, those loud tri­um­phant chords!
Jesus takes the high­est sta­tion;
O what joy the sight af­fords!
Crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him, crown Him,
King of kings and Lord of lords!
King of kings and Lord of lords!

—Thomas Kelly

Sunday Hymn: I Know That My Redeemer Lives

I know that my Redeemer lives, glory, hallelujah!
What comfort this sweet sentence gives, glory, hallelujah!

Refrain

Shout on, pray on, we’re gaining ground, glory, hallelujah!
The dead’s alive and the lost is found, glory, hallelujah!

He lives, triumphant from the grave, glory hallelujah!
He lives, eternally to save, glory hallelujah!

He lives, he lives, who once was dead, glory, hallelujah!
He lives, my everlasting Head, glory, hallelujah! 

He lives to crush the pow’rs of hell, glory, hallelujah!
He lives, and doth within me dwell, glory, hallelujah!

He lives to bless me with his love, glory, hallelujah!
He lives to plead for me above, glory, hallelujah! 

He lives, all glory to his name, glory, hallelujah!
He lives, my Savior, still the same, glory, hallelujah!

—Samuel Medley

Sunday Hymn: Lead Me to Calvary

King of my life, I crown Thee now,
Thine shall the glo­ry be;
Lest I forget Thy thorn crowned brow,
Lead me to Cal­va­ry.

Refrain

Lest I forget Geth­se­ma­ne,
Lest I for­get Thine ago­ny;
Lest I for­get Thy love for me,
Lead me to Cal­va­ry.

Show me the tomb where Thou wast laid,
Tenderly mourned and wept;
Angels in robes of light ar­rayed
Guarded Thee whilst Thou slept.

Let me like Ma­ry, through the gloom,
Come with a gift to Thee;
Show to me now the emp­ty tomb,
Lead me to Cal­va­ry.

May I be will­ing, Lord, to bear
Daily my cross for Thee;
Even Thy cup of grief to share,
Thou hast borne all for me.

—Jen­nie E. Hus­sey