Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
does its successive journeys run;
His kingdom spread from shore to shore,
till moons shall wax and wane no more.
To Him shall endless prayer be made,
and endless praises 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.
Let every creature rise and bring
honor and glory to our King.
Angels descend with songs again,
and earth repeat the loud “Amen!”