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| Jesus shall reign | where'er the | sun |
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| Does his suc | ces | sive journeys | run; |
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| His kingdom stretch from | shore to | shore, |
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| Till moons shall wax and wane | no | more. |
| Behold the islands with their kings, |
| And Europe her best tribute brings; |
| From north to south the princes meet, |
| To pay their homage at His feet. |
| There Persia, glorious to behold, |
| There India shines in eastern gold; |
| And barb'rous nations at His word |
| Submit, and bow, and own their Lord. |
| To Him shall endless prayer be made, |
| And praises throng to crown His head; |
| His Name like sweet perfume shall rise |
| With every morning sacrifice. |
| People and realms of every tongue |
| Dwell on His love with sweetest song; |
| And infant voices shall proclaim |
| Their early blessings on His Name. |
| Blessings abound wherever He reigns; |
| The prisoner leaps to lose his chains; |
| The weary find eternal rest, |
| And all the sons of want are blessed. |
| Where He displays His healing power, |
| Death and the curse are known no more: |
| In Him the tribes of Adam boast |
| More blessings than their father lost. |
| Let every creature rise and bring |
| Peculiar honors to our King; |
| Angels descend with songs again, |
| And earth repeat the loud amen! |
| Great God, whose universal sway |
| The known and unknown worlds obey, |
| Now give the kingdom to Thy Son, |
| Extend His power, exalt His throne. |
| The scepter well becomes His hands; |
| All heav'n submits to His commands; |
| His justice shall avenge the poor, |
| And pride and rage prevail no more. |
| With power He vindicates the just, |
| And treads th'oppressor in the dust: |
| His worship and His fear shall last |
| Till hours, and years, and time be past. |
| As rain on meadows newly mown, |
| So shall He send his influence down: |
| His grace on fainting souls distills, |
| Like heav'nly dew on thirsty hills. |
| The heathen lands, that lie beneath |
| The shades of overspreading death, |
| Revive at His first dawning light; |
| And deserts blossom at the sight. |
| The saints shall flourish in His days, |
| Dressed in the robes of joy and praise; |
| Peace, like a river, from His throne |
| Shall flow to nations yet unknown. |
