1 All hail the power of Jesus' Name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem
And crown Him Lord of all.

2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God
Who from His altar call;
Extol the Stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown Him Lord of all.

3 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail Him Who saves you by His grace
And crown Him Lord of all.

4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
Go, spread your trophies at His feet
And crown Him Lord of all.

5 Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all.

6 O that with yonder sacred throng
We at Hid feet may fall;
We'll join the everlasting song
And crown Him Lord of all.

Amen.