- All hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all.
- 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.
- Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all.
- 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.
- Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him, Lord of all.
- Oh that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall,
There join the everlasting song,
And crown Him, Lord of all. Amen.