All hail the power of Jesus' name

“Who is gone into heaven, and is on the right hand of God; angels and authorities and powers being made subject unto him.” 1 PET 3.22 

"All hail the power of Jesus' name"

Edward Perronet (1726 - 1792)

In the November 1799 issue of The Gospel Magazine there appeared an anonymous hymn entitled “On the Resurrection, the Lord is King”, with the following lyrics:

“All hail the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall; bring forth the royal diadem, and crown Him Lord of all.”

The author, it was later revealed, was Rev. Edward Perronet.  Edward, whose father was a vicar in the Anglican Church, had at one time been closely allied with the Wesleys, travelling with them and sometimes being caught up in their adventures.  One entry in John Wesley’s journal reads: “Edward Perronet was thrown down and rolled in mud and mire.  Stones were hurled and windows broken.”  In time though, Edward broke with the Methodists and lived out his days pastoring a small church in Canterbury, where he died on January 22nd, 1792.  His last words were:  Glory to God in the height of His divinity! Glory to God in the depth of His humanity! Glory to God in His all-sufficiency! Into His hands I commend my spirit.

Edward Perronet’s hymn “All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name” has earned him an indelible place in the history of church music.  The hymn is often called the "National Anthem of Christendom".  It also has a place in missionary history, being greatly used in evangelistic endeavors. Rev. E. P. Scott, for example, missionary to India, wrote of trying to reach a savage tribe in the Indian subcontinent. Ignoring the pleading of his friends, ended with a common stanza, which has since become the most widely-sung verse in the world. He set off into the dangerous territory. Several days later, he met a large party of warriors who surrounded him, their spears pointed at his heart. Expecting to die at any moment, Scott took out his violin, breathed a prayer, closed his eyes, and began singing, ”All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name!” When he reached the words, ”Let every kindred, every tribe,” he opened his eyes. There stood the warriors, some in tears, every spear lowered. Scott spent the next two years evangelizing the tribe.

 

“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 martyrs of our God, Who from His altar call;

Extol the stem of Jesse's rod,

And crown Him Lord of all.

 

Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small,

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

Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall; Go,

spread your trophies at His feet, And crown Him Lord of all.

Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball,

 To Him all majesty ascribe,

And crown Him Lord of all.

 

O that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall,

 Join in the everlasting song,

And crown Him Lord of all.”