1 Crowns of glory ever bright
Rest upon the Conqueror’s head;
Crowns of glory are His right—
His, "who liveth and was dead."

2 He subdued the powers of hell,
In the fight He stood alone;
All His foes before Him fell,
By His single arm o’erthrown.

3 His the battle, His the toil;
His the honors of the day;
His the glory and the spoil:
Jesus bears them all away.

4 Now proclaim His deeds afar;
Fill the world with His renown:
His alone the victor’s car;
His the everlasting crown!