At the Name of Jesus

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.

At His voice creation

Sprang at once to sight,

All the angel faces,

All the hosts of light,

Thrones and dominations,

Stars upon their way,

All the heavenly orders,

In their great array.

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.

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.

-- Caroline Maria Noel