|Look Ye Saints||66|
|Thomas Kelly, 1809||William Henry Monk, 1871|
Look, ye saints! the sight is glorious ; See the Man of Sorrows now;
From the fight re turned victorious, Every knee to him shall bow;
Crown the Saviour, angels crown him ; Rich the trophies Jesus brings;
On the seat of power en-throne him, While the vault of heav - en rings;
Sinners in derision crowned him, Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ;
Saints and an- gels crowd a -round him, Own his title, praise his name;
Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Hark, those loud triumphant chords!
Jesus takes the high est station; what joy the sight affords!