Jesus shall reign where'er the sun,
Does his successive journeys run,
His Kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moon shall wax and wane no more.

People and realms for every tongue,
Dwell on his love with sweetest song,
And infant voices shall proclaim,
Their early blessings on his name.

Blessings abound where'er he reigns,
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains,
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.

Let every creature rise and bring,
Peculiar honours to our King,
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the long amen.