Shine on our land, Je­ho­vah, shine
With beams of heav’n­ly grace!
Reveal Thy power through all our coasts,
And show Thy smil­ing face.
Here fix Thy throne ex­alt­ed high,
And here, our glo­ry, stand;
And, like a wall of guard­ian fire,
Surround our fa­vored land.

When shall Thy name, from shore to shore,
Sound all the earth abroad,
And dist­ant na­tions know and love
Their Sav­ior and their God?
Earth shall con­fess her mak­er’s hand,
And yield a full in­crease;
And God shall crown His chos­en land
With fruit­ful­ness and peace.

While the Re­deem­er scat­ters round
His gra­cious fa­vors here,
To the cre­ation’s ut­most bound
His glo­ry shall ap­pear.
Shine on our land, Je­ho­vah, shine
With beams of heav’n­ly grace!
Reveal Thy pow­er through all our coasts,
And show Thy smil­ing face.