Soon may the last glad song arise

Through all the millions of the skies;

That song of triumph, which records

That all the earth is now the Lord’s.

2 Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be

Obedient, mighty God! to thee;

And over land, and stream, and main,

Now wave the scepter of thy reign.

3 O let that glorious anthem swell;

Let host to host the triumph tell,

That not one rebel heart remains,

But over all the Saviour reigns.