1 All hail to Thee! All hail to Thee!
Thou Lamb enthroned in glory;
We’ll praise Thee through eternity,
And cast our crowns before Thee.

2 No more the helpless babe who slept
In Bethlehem’s lowly manger,
Nor man of sorrow, He who wept,
On earth a lonely stranger.

3 No thorny crown around Thy brow,
No more in anguish bleeding,
Angelic hosts before Thee bow,
But not for mercy pleading.

4 Thy blood-bought flock all safely rest
Within Thy fold in Heaven,
Their happy souls forever blest,
Their many sins forgiven.

All hail to Thee! All hail to Thee!
Thou Lamb enthroned in glory;
We’ll praise Thee through eternity,
And cast our crowns before Thee.