O Christ, the Lord of Hea­ven, to Thee
Clothed with all majesty divine,
Eternal power and glo­ry be:
Eternal praise and right is Thine.

Reign, Prince of Life, that once Thy brow
Didst yield to wear the wounding thorn;
Reign, throned beside the Fa­ther now,
Adored the Son of God first-born!

From angel hosts that round Thee stand,
With forms more pure than spotless snow,
From the bright, burning seraph band,
Let praise in loftiest numbers flow!

To Thee, the Lamb, our mortal songs,
Born of deep fervent love, shall rise;
All honor to Thy name belongs:
Our lips would sound it to the skies.

Jesus! all earth shall speak the word;
Jesus! all Hea­ven resound it still:
Immanuel, Sav­ior, Con­quer­or, Lord,
Thy praise the universe shall fill.