All hail the power of Jesus Name! Let angels prostrate
fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem, and crown Him Lord of all.
Bring forth the royal diadem, and crown Him Lord of all.
Let highborn seraphs tune the lyre, and as they tune it,
fall
Before His face Who tunes their choir, and crown Him
Lord of all.
Before His face Who tunes their choir, and crown Him
Lord of all.
Crown Him, ye morning stars of light, who fixed this
floating ball;
Now hail the strength of Israels might, and crown Him
Lord of all.
Now hail the strength of Israels might, and crown Him
Lord of all.
Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God, who from His altar
call;
Extol the Stem of Jesses Rod, and crown Him Lord of
all.
Extol the Stem of Jesses Rod, and crown Him Lord of
all.
Ye seed of Israels chosen race, ye ransomed from the
fall,
Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, and crown Him Lord
of all.
Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, and crown Him Lord
of all.
Hail Him, ye heirs of Davids line, whom David Lord
did call,
The God incarnate, Man divine, and crown Him Lord of
all,
The God incarnate, Man divine, and crown Him Lord of
all.
Sinners, whose love can neer forget the wormwood and
the gall,
Go spread your trophies at His feet, and crown Him Lord
of all.
Go spread your trophies at His feet, and crown Him Lord
of all.
Let every tribe and every tongue before Him prostrate
fall
And shout in universal song the crownd Lord of all.
And shout in universal song the crownd Lord of all.