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! | Hail Him, the Heir of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call The God incarnate! Man divine! And crown Him Lord of all! | Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed of 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, Before Him prostrate fall! To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all! | |