Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
does his successive journeys run;
his kingdom stretch from shore to shore
till moons shall wax and wane no more.
People and realms of every tongue
declare his love in sweetest song,
and children’s voices shall proclaim
their early blessings on his name.
Blessings abound where Jesus reigns –
the prisoner leaps to lose his chains,
the weary find eternal rest,
the hungry and the poor are blessed.
Let all creation rise and bring
the highest honours to our king;
angels descend with songs again
and Earth repeat the loud ‘Amen!’