Lord ov­er all, if Thou hast made,
Hast ran­somed ev­ery soul of man,
Why is the grace so long de­layed?
Why un­filled the sav­ing plan?
The bliss for Ad­am’s race de­signed,
When will it reach to all man­kind?
When will it reach to all man­kind?

Art Thou the God of Jews alone?
And not the God of Gen­tiles, too?
To Gen­tiles make Thy good­ness known;
Thy judg­ments to the na­tions show;
Awake them by the Gos­pel call;
Light of the world, il­lum­ine all!
Light of the world, il­lum­ine all!

As light­ning launched from east to west,
The com­ing of Thy king­dom be;
To Thee, by an­gel hosts con­fessed,
Bow ev­ery soul and ev­ery knee;
Thy glo­ry let all flesh be­hold,
And then fill up Thy hea­ven­ly fold.
And then fill up Thy hea­ven­ly fold.