All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name

From HymnWiki
Revision as of 19:57, 6 August 2010 by Veramet (talk | contribs)
Jump to: navigation, search

Sheet Music

Lyrics

Lyrics from A Collection of Sacred Hymns, for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, 1841

Hymn 69
C.M.
1. All hail the power of Jesus' name!
Let angels prostrate fall:
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown him Lord of all.

2. Crown him, you martyrs of our God,
Who from his altar call:
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,
And crown him Lord of all.

3. You 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.

4. You Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go—spread your trophies at his feet,
And crown him Lord of all.

5. Babes, men, and sires, who know his love,
Who feel your sin and thrall:
Now joy with all the hosts above,
And crown him Lord of all.

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

7. Oh! that with yonder sacred throng,
We at his feet may fall:
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown him Lord of all.

Lyrics from A Collection of Sacred Hymns for the Use of the Latter Day Saints, 1844

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

2. Crown him, you martyrs of our 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.

3. You 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;
Hail him who saves you by his grace,
And crown him Lord of all.

4. You Gentile sinners, ne'er 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.

5. Babes, men, and sires, who know his love,
Who feel your sins and thrall;
Now joy with all the hosts above,
And crown him Lord of all;
Now joy with all the hosts above,
And crown him Lord of all.

6. Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry 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.

7. Oh! 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.