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All hail the pow’r of Jesus’ name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him, crown Him, crown Him,
Crown Him Lord of all!
Crown Him Lord of all!
2
Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God
Who from His altar call;
Extol the Stem of Jesse’s rod,
Who from His altar call;
Extol the Stem of Jesse’s rod,
3
Hail Him, ye heirs of David’s line,
Whom David Lord did call;
The God incarnate. Man Divine;
Whom David Lord did call;
The God incarnate. Man Divine;
4
Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
5
Sinners, whose love can ne’er forget
The wormwood and the gall,
Go, spread your trophies at His feet.
The wormwood and the gall,
Go, spread your trophies at His feet.
6
Let every kindred, every tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
7
O that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song,
We at His feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song,
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Chennai
very much like this song.