O Fa­ther, You are so­ver­eign
In all the worlds You made;
Your migh­ty Word was spok­en,
And light and life ob­eyed.
Your voice com­mands the sea­sons
And bounds the ocean’s shore,
Sets stars with­in their cours­es
And stills the tem­pests’ roar.

O Fa­ther, You are so­ver­eign
In all af­fairs of man;
No pow­ers of death or dark­ness
Can thwart Your per­fect plan.
All chance and change trans­cend­ing,
Supreme in time and space,
You hold your trust­ing child­ren
Secure in Your em­brace.

O Fa­ther, You are so­ver­eign
The Lord of hu­man pain,
Transmuting earth­ly sor­rows
To gold of hea­ven­ly gain,
All evil ov­er­rul­ing,
As none but Con­quer­or could,
Your love pur­sues its pur­pose—
Our souls’ eter­nal good.

O Fa­ther, You are so­ver­eign!
We see You dim­ly now,
But soon be­fore Your tri­umph
Earth’s ev­ery knee shall bow.
With this glad hope be­fore us
Our faith springs forth anew:
Our So­ver­eign Lord and Sav­ior,
We trust and wor­ship You!