When shall Thy name be known,
Great God, in every land;
And nations bow before Thy throne,
And bless Thy fostering hand?

When will the day arise
On our benighted race,
To shed on all below the skies
The beams of saving grace?

The promise has been made
That all shall know Thy name;
O grant us then Thy needful aid,
Thy wandering flock reclaim.

Let earth’s remotest bound
The joyful tidings hear,
That a Re­deem­er hath been found
To bring sal­va­tion near.

O let Thy grace complete
The work it has begun,
And put all foes beneath the feet
Of Thy vic­to­ri­ous Son.