Jesus, im­mor­tal King, arise!
Assume, as­sert Thy sway,
Till earth, sub­dued, its tri­bute brings,
And dist­ant lands ob­ey.

Ride forth, vic­to­ri­ous Con­quer­or, ride,
Till all Thy foes sub­mit,
And all the pow­ers of hell re­sign
Their tro­phies at Thy feet.

Send forth Thy Word and let it fly
The spa­cious earth around,
Till ev­ery soul be­neath the sun
Shall hear the joy­ful sound.

O may the dear Re­deem­er’s name
Through ev­ery clime be known,
And hea­then gods, like Da­gon, fall,
And Je­sus reign alone!

O hast­en, Lord, the hap­py time,
That long ex­pect­ed day,
When ev­ery king­dom, ev­ery tribe,
Shall own Thy gen­tle sway.

When all the un­tu­tored tribes
Shall the Re­deem­er own,
And crowds of will­ing con­verts come
To wor­ship at Thy throne.

From sea to sea, from shore to shore,
Be thou, O Christ, ado­red,
And earth with all her mill­ions shout
Hosannas to the Lord!