1
All hail the power of Jesus' Name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
[Bring forth the royal diadem,
and crown Him Lord of all.](2x)
2
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.](2x)
3
Crown Him, ye morning stars of light,
who fixed this floating ball;
[Now hail the strength of Israel's might,
and crown Him Lord of all.](2x)
4
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.](2x)
5
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.](2x)
6
Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line,
whom David Lord did call,
[The God incarnate, Man divine,
and crown Him Lord of all.](2x)
7
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.](2x).
8
Let every tribe and every tongue
before Him prostrate fall
[And shout in universal song
the crowned Lord of all.](2x)
9 (John Rippon added in 1787)
O that, with yonder sacred throng,
we at His feet may fall,
[Join in the everlasting song,
and crown Him Lord of all.](2x).
—
Words: Edward Perronet.1779
Music: Coronation, Oliver Holden,1793
All hail the power of Jesus' Name! Let angels prostrate fall