1.
O Christ the glorious crown
Of virgins that are pure,
Who do a love and thirst for you
Within their minds procure;
You are the spouse of those,
That chaste and humble be,
The hope, the life, the only help,
Of such as trust in you.
2.
All charity of those,
Whose souls your love does warm,
All simple plainness of such minds,
As think no kind of harm,
All sweet delights wherewith,
The patient hearts abound,
Do blaze your name, and with your praise,
They make the world resound.
3.
The sky, the land, the sea,
And all on the earth below,
The glory of your worthy name,
Do with their praises show.
The winter yields your praise,
The summer does the same;
The sun, the moon, the stars, and all,
Do magnify your name.
4.
The roses that appear,
So fair in outward sight,
The violets which with their scent,
Do yield so great delight;
The pearls, the precious stones,
The birds, your praise do sing;
The woods, the wells and all delights,
Which from this earth do spring.
5.
What creature, a sweet Lord,
from praising you can stay?
What earthly thing, but filled with joy,
Your honour does betray?
Let us therefore with praise,
Your mighty works express,
With heart and hand, with mind and all,
Which we from you possess.
O Christ The Glorious Crown Lyrics