1 Join all the glorious names
of wisdom, love, and power,
that mortals ever knew,
that angels ever bore:
all are too mean to speak his worth,
too mean to set my Saviour forth.

2 Great Prophet of my God,
my tongue would bless your name;
by you the joyful news
of our salvation came:
the joyful news of sins forgiven,
of hell subdued, and peace with heaven.

3 Jesus, my great High Priest,
offered his blood and died;
my guilty conscience seeks
no sacrifice beside:
his powerful blood did once atone,
and now it pleads before the throne.

4 My dear Almighty Lord,
my Conqueror and my King,
your sceptre and your sword,
your reigning grace, I sing:
yours is the power: behold I sit
in willing service at your feet.

5 Now let my soul arise,
and tread the tempter down:
my Captain leads me forth
to conquest and a crown:
a feeble saint shall win the day,
though death and hell obstruct the way.