Jenn Johnson - No One Like The Lord Lyrics
Lyrics
Intro
Ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh
Verse
There is One on the throne
Jesus, holy
He is worthy of praise
Honor and glory
Ayy-ayy-ayy
There is One on the throne
Jesus, holy
(You are, You are)
He is worthy of praise
Honor and glory
Chorus
So we sing worthy is the Lamb
Who was slain and seated on the throne
There's no one like the Lord
And the elders, creatures bow
Giving praise to Him and Him alone
'Cause there's no one like the Lord, yeah
Verse
There is One on the throne
Jesus, holy
He is worthy of praise
All the honor and glory
Chorus
(You are, You are)
Worthy is the Lamb
Who was slain and seated on the throne
And there's no one like the Lord, whoa
And the elders, creatures bow
Giving praise to Him and Him alone
'Cause there's no one like the Lord
(Oh, and we cry)
Worthy is the Lamb
Who was slain and seated on the throne
And there's no one like the Lord
And all of the elders, creatures bow
Giving praise to Him and Him alone
'Cause there's no one like the Lord
Bridge
And we crown You King of glory
And we crown You King of glory
And we crown You King of glory
And we crown You Lord of all
We crown You, You are worthy
We crown You, You are worthy
We crown You, You are worthy
Oh, we crown You Lord of all
We crown You King of glory
We crown You King of glory
We crown You King of glory
We crown You Lord of all
We crown You, You are worthy
We crown You, You are worthy
We crown You, You are worthy
We crown You Lord of all
Chorus
Oh, we sing worthy is the Lamb
Who was slain and seated on the throne
And there's no one like the Lord
All of the elders, creatures bow
Giving praise to Him and Him alone
'Cause there's no one like the Lord
(Oh, You are)
Worthy is the Lamb
Who was slain and seated on the throne
And there's no one like the Lord
And all the elders, creatures bow
Giving praise to You and You alone
There's no one like the Lord
Spontaneous
There's no one like You
There's just no one like You
Yeah (There's no one like the Lord)
There's no one like You, Lord (There's no one like the Lord)
So wonderful in all His way (There's no one like the Lord)
So beautiful in all His ways (There's no one like the Lord)
So majestic (There's no one like the Lord)
Oh, the King above all kings (There's no one like the Lord)
Hey, yeah (There's no one like the Lord)
All the angels around Your throne, every time they circle (There's no one like the Lord)
They see a new side of Your face (There's no one like the Lord)
They cry holy, holy, holy (There's no one like the Lord)
They cry worthy, worthy, worthy (There's no one like the Lord)
'Cause there's no one like You, Lord (Hey, there's no one like the Lord)
Bridge
We crown You King of glory
We crown You King of glory
We crown You King of glory
And we crown You Lord of all
We crown You, You are worthy
We crown You, You are worthy
We crown You, You are worthy
And we crown You Lord of all
Chorus
And we sing worthy is the Lamb
Who was slain and seated on the throne
There's no one like You Lord
And elders, creatures bow
Giving praise to You and You alone
'Cause there's no one like You, Lord
Oh, worthy is the Lamb
Who was slain and seated on the throne
There's no one like the Lord
All the elders, creatures bow
Giving praise to Him and Him alone
There's no one like the Lord
Outro
There's no one like You (There's no one like the Lord)
There's no one like You, Lord (There's no one like the Lord)
There's just no one like the Lord
Video
No One Like The Lord (Live) - Bethel Music, Jenn Johnson
Meaning & Inspiration
When I evaluate a song for a Sunday morning, I look for where the gravity sits. Is the weight of the song resting on the congregation’s feelings, or is it resting on the character of God? Jenn Johnson’s No One Like The Lord is, at its core, a song about gravity. It pulls everything—our focus, our breath, our posture—toward the throne room described in Revelation 4 and 5.
There is a specific line that stops me: "Who was slain and seated on the throne." It is a vital, paradoxical shorthand for the Gospel. It refuses to separate the humility of the Cross from the authority of the King. If you only sing about the King, you might end up with a distant, cold monarch. If you only sing about the Slain Lamb, you might forget the power that actually saves us. By stitching these two realities together, the lyrics force the singer to acknowledge that the same hands that were pierced are the hands that hold the scepter. It keeps the song from becoming a vacuous exercise in shouting; it gives us something objective to hold onto.
As a builder of liturgy, I worry about songs that feel like an emotional maze. We often trap people in cycles of "how do I feel?" or "look at what I’m doing for God." But this song doesn’t ask much of our interior state. It isn't a song about our personal history or our private struggles. It’s a song about a fixed point. When we sing "And the elders, creatures bow," we are being invited to stop navigating our own messes and start observing the reality of Heaven. It shifts the room’s perspective from horizontal—how we interact with each other—to vertical.
However, I do wonder about the "crowning" section. We sing "We crown You King of glory" over and over. Liturgically, it feels a bit odd because, in reality, we don’t crown Him. He already is King. He was crowned with thorns, and the Father crowned Him with all authority. Perhaps, if we are honest, we aren't crowning Him so much as we are acknowledging the crown that is already there, like someone kneeling to admit they were wrong. It’s an act of surrender, not a coronation ceremony.
The "landing" of this song is clear. When the music fades, the congregation isn’t left with a catchy melody stuck in their heads; they are left with a name—the Lamb who was slain. If we get the song right, the person in the back row isn't thinking about their to-do list; they’re left with the quiet, terrifying, and beautiful realization that there truly is no one else like Him. That is a solid place to stand.