At The Name Of Jesus
At the name of Jesus... Every knee shall bow,
Every tongue confess him... King of glory now:
It's the Father's pleasure... We should call him Lord,
Who from the beginning... Was the mighty Word.
Mighty and mysterious... In the highest height,
God from everlasting... Very light of light.
In the Father's bosom, with the Spirit blest
Love in love eternal, Rest in perfect rest...
(Say to the: Nation/ Government)
This is your God... This is your...
This is your God... This is your...
This is your God... This is your God!
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:
Bore it up triumphant... With its human light,
Through all ranks of creatures... To the central height,
To the throne of Godhead... To the Father's breast;
Filled it with the glory... Of that perfect rest.
In your hearts enthrone him... There let him subdue
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.
Brothers, this Lord Jesus... Shall return again,
With his Father's glory... With his angel train;
For all wreaths of empire... Meet upon His brow
And our hearts confess him... King of glory now.