All hail the power of Jesu’s name! let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, and crown Him Lord of all! Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God, who from his altar call; Extol the stem of Jesse’s rod, and crown Him Lord of all. Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race, a remnant weak and small; Hail Him who saves you by his grace, and crown Him Lord of all. Ye Gentile sinners, ne’er forget the wormwood and the gall; Go spread your trophies at his feet, and crown Him Lord of all. O that with yonder sacred throng, we at his feet may fall; There join the everlasting song, and crown Him Lord of all! |