Myriads of angels surrounded the throne
as in the clouds He ascended alone.
Then heaven echoed with crescendos of praise
when He approached the Ancient of Days.
In great majesty He stood before them
and they placed on Him the royal diadem.
Crowned Him King of kings and the Lord of lords;
the highest honour that heaven affords.
Now Jesus is Sovereign and Jesus is Lord
as before Him all the angels applaud.
So rejoice with me that our Saviour reigns
breaking all the shackles of Satan’s chains
'Worthy is the Lamb that was slain, ' they cried
'Worthy is the Lamb, ' all the earth replied
His name is now above all other names
and heavenly choirs His glory proclaims.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem