1  All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name!

       Let angels prostrate fall,

       Let angels prostrate fall:

    Bring forth the royal diadem,

 2  Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,

       Ye ransomed from the fall,

       Ye ransomed from the fall,

    Hail Him who saves you by His grace,

 3  Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget

       The wormwood and the gall,

       The wormwood and the gall,

    Go, spread your trophies at His feet,

 4  Let every kindred, every tribe,

       On this terrestrial ball,

       On this terrestrial ball,

    To Him all majesty ascribe,

 5  O that with yonder sacred throng

       We at His feet may fall,

       We at His feet may fall!

    We'll join the everlasting song,