All hail the pow’r of Jesus’ name All hail the pow’r of Jesus’ name! Let angels prostrate fall, let angels prostrate fall; bring forth the royal diadem, and crown him, crown him, crown him, crown him, and crown him Lord of all. [Sing to the Lord 208]

who from his altar call; praise him whose way of pain ye trod, 2. Crown him, ye martyrs of your God, who from his altar call, who from his altar call; praise him whose way of pain ye trod, and crown him, crown him, crown him, crown him, and crown him Lord of all.

hail him who saves you by his grace, and crown him, crown him, 3. Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race, ye ransomed of 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.

the wormwood and the gall, go, spread your trophies at his feet, 4. 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.

on this terrestrial ball, to him all majesty ascribe, 5. Let ev’ry kindred, ev’ry tribe on this terrestrial ball, to him all majesty ascribe, and crown him, crown him, crown him, crown him, and crown him Lord of all.

We’ll join the everlasting song, and crown him, crown him, 6. O that with yonder sacred throng we at his feet may fall, we at his feet may fall! We’ll join the everlasting song, and crown him, crown him, crown him, crown him, and crown him Lord of all. Sing to the Lord 208 Public domain Text: st. 1–5 Edward Perronet, 1780, alt.; st. 6 John Rippon, 1787, alt. Tune: James Ellor, 1838