1 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.
2 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;
3 In your hearts enthrone Him;
There let Him remove
All that is not holy,
All that is not true:
Crown Him as your Captain
In temptation's hour:
Let His will enfold you
In its light and power.
4 Watch, for this Lord Jesus
Shall return again,
With His Father's glory,
O'er the earth to reign;
For the day is coming
When each knee shall bow,
All our hearts confess Him
King of Glory now.
