192Philippians 2:5-116 5. 6 5. D
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:
2  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.
3  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.
4  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.
5  One day 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.
Caroline Maria Noel, 1817-77