All hail the power of Jesus' name;
Let angels prostrate fall!
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all!

2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,
A remnant weak and small.
Hail him, who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all!

3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all!

4 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To him all majesty ascribe,
And crown him Lord of all!

5 O that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall;
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all!