Rejoice, the reign of God is here;
the broken down stand tall
the speechless sing,
we all draw near
To crown him Lord of all

Rejoice, the grace of God will rain
as gentle love shall fall;
the sleepless dream,
we grasp love's strain
To crown him Lord of all

Rejoice, the cross becomes a throne;
the grave a banquet hall
the hungry feed,
walk not alone
To, crown him Lord of all

Rejoice the Son of God will reign
Rise up and hear the call
The child shall lead.
renewed again
We, crown him Lord of all.

© Craig Muir 2001