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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
Ye souls redeemed of Gentile race,
Ye ransomed from the fall;
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all.

3
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.

4
Let every kindred, every tribe,
Throughout this earthly ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all.

5
We too, amid the sacred throng,
Low at His feet would fall,
Join in the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all.