Hark! ten thousand harps and voices

Sound the note of praise above;

Jesus reigns and heaven rejoices;

Jesus reigns, the God of love;

See, he sits on yonder throne;

Jesus rules the world alone.

2 Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens

All above, and gives it worth;

Lord of life, thy smile enlightens,

Cheers and charms thy saints on earth;

When we think of love like thine,

Lord, we own it love divine.

3 King of glory, reign for ever;

Thine an everlasting crown:

Nothing from thy love shall sever

Those whom thou hast made thine own;

Happy objects of thy grace,

Destined to behold thy face.

4 Saviour, hasten thine appearing;

Bring, O bring the glorious day,

When, the awful summons hearing,

Heaven and earth shall pass away:

Then, with golden harps, we’ll sing,

“Glory, glory to our King.”