All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name,

Let angels prostrate fall,

Let angels prostrate fall,

Bring forth the royal diadem.

To crown Him Lord of all

Crown Him crown Him,

Who from His alter call;

Extol Him in whose path ye trod.

And crown Him Lord of all.

Ye 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 whom wbbd 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,

On this terrestrial ball,

To Him all majesty ascribes.

O that with yonder sacred throng,

We at His feet may fall,

Join in the everlasting song,

And crown Him Lord of all!