Zion’s king shall reign vic­to­ri­ous,
All the earth shall own His sway;
He will make His king­dom glo­ri­ous,
He will reign through end­less day.
What though none on earth as­sist Him,
God re­quires not help from man;
What though all the world re­sist Him,
God will real­ize His plan.

Nations now from God es­trang­èd,
Then shall see a glo­ri­ous light,
Night to day shall then be chang­èd,
Heaven shall tri­umph in the sight;
See the an­cient id­ols fall­ing!
Worshiped once, but now ab­horred;
Men on Zi­on’s king are call­ing,
Zion’s king by all ad­ored.

Then shall Is­ra­el, long dis­pers­èd,
Mourning seek the Lord their God,
Look on Him whom once they pierc­èd,
Own and kiss the chast­en­ing rod;
Then all Israel shall be savèd,
War and tu­mult then shall cease,
While the great­er Son of D­avid
Rules a con­quered world in peace.