|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 sceptre well becomes His hand;
Even kings shall bow to His command:
His justice shall avenge the poor,
And pride and rage prevail no more.
With power He vindicates the just,
And treads the oppressor in the dust;
His worship and His fear shall last,
'Til sin and death from earth have passed
The saints shall flourish in His days,
Drest in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river from His throne,
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.