All hail the power of Jesus' name Paroles

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.

Before His face Who tunes their choir, and crown Him Lord of all.



Crown Him, ye morning stars of light, Who launched this floating ball;

Now hail the strength of Israel's might, and crown Him Lord of all.

Now hail the strength of Israel's might, and crown Him Lord of all.



Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, ye ransomed from the fall,


Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David Lord did call,

The God incarnate, Man divine, and crown Him Lord of all,

The God incarnate, Man divine, and crown Him Lord of all.



Sinners, whose love can never forget the wormwood and the gall,

Go spread your trophies at His feet, and crown Him Lord of all.

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.

To Him all majesty ascribe, and crown Him Lord of all.



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.

Extol the Stem of Jesse's Rod, and crown Him Lord of all.



O that with yonder sacred throng we at His feet may fall!

We'll join the everlasting song, and crown Him Lord of all.

We'll join the everlasting song, and crown Him Lord of all.