BEHIND THE SONG: All Hail the Power of Jesus' Name

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I find it almost puzzling that for years I sang this song, but for the life of me I couldn't tell you what the words were. I actually thought the song was called "Crown Him Lord of All" for most of my life because that was the only line I could remember. It seems that a lot of songs that I was raised with are remembered this way. I think part of it is that we were always reading the words out of the hymnal and not really learning the words and meanings of those words. As an adult I find myself looking for answers more than just following along, which has opened my eyes to the wealth of truth hidden in older songs and writings.

Even in my ignorance, I remember knowing that this song was a majestic song of worship. It was always sung boisterously by the choir and congregation and the arrangement always spoke of God's authority. So, even as the lyrics eluded me, the message broke through. He is the Lord of all. He chose us to be His own. He is more than deserving of our worship!

"To Him all majesty ascribe, and crown him Lord of all. . ."







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ALL HAIL THE POWER OF JESUS' NAME

Words by: Edward Perronet (1780) & last verse by John Rippon (1787)
Music by: Oliver Holden (1793)

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.

Ye chosen heirs from ev'ry race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
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.

Sinners, whose love can 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.

Let every tribe, and every tongue
Before Him prostrate fall
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all.
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all.

O 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.