All hail the power of Jesus’ name!
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All hail the power of Jesus’ name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem And crown him Lord of all. Crown him, ye morning stars of light, Who fixed this floating ball; Now hail the Strength of Israel’s might, And crown him Lord of all. Crown him, ye martyrs of your God, Who from his altar call; Extol the Stem of Jesse's Rod, And crown him Lord of all. Ye seed of Israel’s chosen race, Ye ransomed of the fall, 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. Let every tribe and every tongue Before him prostrate fall, And shout in universal song The crowned Lord of all. |
Ab angelis Jesus potens laudetur editus; regalem apicem gerens is praestet omnibus. Quin, stellae, hunc extollitis, unde orbis est situs? Illa Israel laudanda Vis iam praestet omnibus. Prope aram martyres suam quos audiit Deus, laudate Virgam Jessicam, quae praestet omnibus. Vos Israel prosapiae, quos emit Dominus, iam Salvatori plaudite: is praestet omnibus. Scelesti, vestrum memores quem laeserit scelus, nunc ferte praedam ad pedes: is praestet omnibus. A vobis, gentes variae, noscatur Dominus; hunc universi canite, qui praestat omnibus. |