|His kingdom comes! ye saints rejoice,|
Lift up your heads, exalt your voice,
To swell the lofty strain;
Proclaim the joyful news abroad;
The mighty King! the glorious Lord!
He comes on earth to reign.
High over the pomp of Gentile state,
On chosen Zion's royal seat,
Jehovah sets His throne;
Now shall the lands confess His power
And all the earth His Name adore,
And serve the Lord alone!
Before the terrors of His face,
Let mortal man his pride abase,
And every monarch fall;
Prostrate be every haughty foe,
The pomp and power of earth lie low,
And God be all in all.