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 chosen seed of Israel's race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,

Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all.

3 Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line,
Whom David Lord did call ;
The God incarnate, Man divine:
And crown Him Lord of all.

4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget
The wormwood and the gall;
Go, spread your trophies at His feet
And crown Him Lord of all.

5 Let every kindred, every tribe,

On this terrestrial ball,

To Him all majesty ascribe,

And crown Him Lord of all.

6

that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall;
We'll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of ali.

From Edward Perronet. 1780, a

8 Jesus, the Name that charms our fears, | 5 Look unto Him, ye nations; own

1 ONE there is above all others,

Well deserves the name of Friend.
His is love beyond a brother's,
Costly, free, and knows no end.
They who once His kindness prove,
Find it everlasting Love.

2 Which of all our friends, to save us,
Could or would have shed his blood?
But this Saviour died to have us
Reconciled in Him to God:
This was boundless Love indeed :
Jesus is a Friend in need.

3 When He lived on earth abaséd,
Friend of sinners was His name:
Now, above all glory raised,
He rejoices in the same:
Still He calls them brethren, friends,
And to all their wants attends.

4 O for grace our hearts to soften!
Teach us, Lord, at length to love.
We, alas! forget too often

What a Friend we have above:
But when home our souls are brought,
We will love Thee as we ought.

John Newton. 1778