Lyrics:

All Hail the Pow'r of Jesus' name
Edward Perronet 1726-92 and John Rippon 1751-1836

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

Ye seed of Israel's chosen race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him, crown him,
Crown him, crown him,
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, crown him,
Crown him, crown him,
And crown him Lord of all.

Let every tribe and every town
Before him prostrate fall,
And shalt in universal song,
And crown him, crown him,
Crown him, crown him,
And crown him Lord of all.

O that with yonder sacred throng
We at his feet may fall!
Join in the everlasting song,
And crown him, crown him,
Crown him, crown him,
And crown him Lord of all.