The Lord is king! lift up thy voice,
O earth, and all ye heav’ns, re­joice!
From world to world the joy shall ring:
The Lord om­ni­po­tent is king.

The Lord is king! who then shall dare
Resist His will, dis­trust His care,
Or mur­mur at His wise de­crees,
Or doubt His roy­al pro­mis­es?

The Lord is king! Child of the dust,
The Judge of all the earth is just.
Holy and true are all His ways:
Let ev­ery crea­ture speak His praise.

He reigns! ye saints, ex­alt your strains:
Your God is king, your Fa­ther reigns.
And He is at the Fa­ther’s side,
The Man of love, the Cru­ci­fied.

Come, make your wants, your bur­dens known;
He will pre­sent them at the throne;
And an­gel bands are wait­ing there,
His mes­sag­es of love to bear.

O when His wis­dom can mis­take,
His might de­cay, His love for­sake,
Then may His child­ren cease to sing,
The Lord om­ni­po­tent is king!

Alike per­vad­ed by His eye,
All parts of His do­min­ion lie;
This world of ours and worlds un­seen,
And thin the boun­da­ry be­tween.

One Lord, one em­pire, all se­cures:
He reigns—and life and death are yours.
Through earth and Heav’n one song shall ring,
The Lord om­ni­po­tent is king!