Celebrating Easter Sunday
Crown Him with many crowns,
The Lamb upon His throne;
Hark! how the heav'nly anthem drowns
All music but its own;
Awake, my soul, and sing
Of Him who died for thee,
And hail Him as thy matchless King
Thro' all eternity.
|Sunday morning service on the beach|
Crown Him the Lord of life,
Who triumphed o'er the grave
And rose victorious in the strife
For those He came to save;
His glories now we sing
Who died, and rose on high,
Who died eternal life to bring,
And lives that death may die.
|Benjamin reading the Easter story from the Bible|
Crown Him the Lord of peace,
Whose pow'r a scepter sways
From pole to pole, that wars may cease,
and all be pray'r and praise;
His reign shall know no end,
And round His pierced feet
Fair flow'rs of paradise extend
Their fragrance ever sweet.
|Brunch afterward at Rain Tree Cafe|
Crown Him the Lord of love;
Behold His hands and side,
Those wounds, yet visible above,
In beauty glorified:
No angel in the sky
Can fully bear that sight,
But downward bends His wondering eye
At mysteries so bright.
|The beautiful view of the ocean from our table|
Crown Him the Lord of heaven;
One with the Father know,
One with the Spirit through Him given
From yonder glorious throne.
All hail, Redeemer, hail!
For Thou hast died for me:
Thy praise and glory shall not fail
|Sarah really enjoyed her pancakes with ice cream & bananas on top|