Rise, crowned with light, im­pe­ri­al Sa­lem, rise!
Exalt thy tow­er­ing Head and lift thine eyes!
See Heav’n its spark­ling por­tals wide dis­play,
And break up­on thee in a flood of day!

See a long race thy spa­cious courts adorn;
See fu­ture sons, and daugh­ters yet un­born,
In crowd­ing ranks on ev­ery side arise,
Demanding life, im­pa­tient for the skies.

See bar­bar­ous na­tions at Thy gates at­tend,
Walk in Thy light, and in Thy tem­ple bend:
See Thy bright al­tars thronged with pros­trate kings,
While ev­ery land its joy­ous tri­bute brings.

The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke de­cay,
Rocks fall to dust, and mount­ains melt away;
But fixed His Word, His sav­ing pow­er re­mains;
Thy realm shall last, Thy own Mes­si­ah reigns!