Join All The Glorious Names

Join all the glorious names
of wisdom, love, and pow'r,
that mortals ever knew, that angels ever bore:
All are too mean to speak His worth,
too mean to set my Saviour forth.

Great Prophet of my God,
my tongue would bless Thy name,
by Thee the joyful news of free salvation came,
the joyful news of sin forgiv'n,
of hell subdued, and peace with Heav'n.

Jesus, my great High Priest,
offered His blood, and died;
My guilty conscience seeks no sacrifice beside:
His pow'rful blood did once atone,
and now it pleads before the throne.

My Saviour and my Lord,
my Conqueror and King,
Thy sceptre and Thy sword, Thy reigning grace I sing:
Thine is the pow'r; Behold I sit
in willing bonds beneath Thy feet.

Should all the hosts of death,
and pow'rs of hell unknown,
put their most dreadful forms of rage and malice on,
I shall be safe, for Christ displays
superior pow'r, and guardian grace.