ALL HAIL THE POWER OF JESUS’ NAME                                          written in 1779

The Story

Edward Perronet Scott was a missionary in India. He saw an unusual-looking tribesman on the street, and asked him where he was from. He was told the man was from a mountain tribe, and came only once a year to the major city to trade. Edward also learned that the gospel had never been taken to that tribe.

He prayed about it… then packed his bags and violin and started in the direction of that mountain village. When Edward told other more senior missionaries where he was going, they told him, “We will never see you again. It is madness for you to go.” But he went anyway.

He traveled for 2 days and found himself in the mountains. And was suddenly surrounded by spear-carrying tribesmen, and every spear was pointed at him.

Not knowing what else to do, Edward took out his violin and sang and played a hymn he had recently written, “All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name”, including the verse which says, “Let every kindred, every tribe, on this terrestrial ball; to Him all majesty ascribe, and crown Him Lord of all.”

By this time of the song, the spear heads had dropped… and tears were in the eyes of the men who held them. He spent the next 2-and-a-half years telling them about Jesus and His love for them. When Edward had to leave them because of his health, the tribespeople escorted him for 40 miles to where he could get other transportation.

He died in 1792.

The Song

This hymn is often sung in churches. It is not often put in the top 10 of very many church-goers’ lists of favorite hymns, yet is considered to be the “National Anthem of Christendom”!

Read this hymn, and make it your own call to praise!

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

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.
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.
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.
To Him all majesty ascribe, and crown Him Lord of all.

O that with yonder sacred throng we at His feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song, and crown Him Lord of all.
We’ll join the everlasting song, and crown Him Lord of all.

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