Text: | King of Nations |
Author: | Watts |
1 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.
2 Behold the islands, with their kings,
And Europe her best tribute brings;
From north to south the princes meet,
To pay their homage at his feet.
3 There Persia, glorious to behold,
There India, shines in eastern gold;
And barb'rous nations at his word
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.
4 For him shall endless pray'r be made,
And praises throng to crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With ev'ry morning sacrifice.
5 People and realms of ev'ry tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
6 Blessings abound where'er he reigns;
The pris'ner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.
7 Where he displays his healing pow'r
Death and the curse are known no more;
In him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.
8 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring
Peculiar honours to their King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the long Amen.
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First Line: | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun |
Title: | King of Nations |
Author: | Watts |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | ; |