1  Jesus shall reign where'er the sun

    Doth his successive journeys run;

    His Kingdom stretch from shore to shore,

    Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

 2  To Him shall endless prayer be made,

    And princes throng to crown His head,

    His name like sweet perfume shall rise

    With every morning sacrifice.

 3  People and realms of every tongue

    Dwell on His love with sweetest song;

    And infant voices shall proclaim

    Their early blessings on His name.

 4  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.

 5  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.

 6  Let every creature rise and bring

    Peculiar honors to our King;

    Angels descend with songs again,

    And earth repeat the loud Amen.