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by Caroline M. Noel


At the name of Jesus

Every knee shall bow, 
Every tongue confess Him

King of glory now;

'Tis the Father's pleasure
We should call Him Lord,
Who from the beginning

Was the mighty Word.


Humbled for a season,

To receive a name
From the lips of sinners,

Unto whom He came;
Faithfully He bore it,

Spotless to the last,
Brought it back victorious
When from death He passed.


In your hearts enthrone Him;
There let Him subdue
All that is not holy,

All that is not true.
Look to Him, your Saviour

In temptations' hour;
Let His will enfold you

In its light and power.


People, this Lord Jesus

Shall return again,
With His Father's glory
With His angel train;
For all wreaths of empire

Meet upon His brow,
And our hearts confess Him

King of glory now.