1 Jesus, fix Thy kingdom here!
Thy kingdom is the stone,
Sent from Heav’n in man t’appear,
And stand on earth alone;
Let it now the image smite,
Break the iron and the clay,
Conquer, not by power or might,
And force the world t’obey.

2 By this stone to powder ground
The kingdoms all shall be:
Then their place no more is found,
When earth submits to Thee;
Let Thy kingdom now prevail,
All opposing power disperse,
To a boundless mountain swell,
And fill the universe.