1 Saviour King, assume thy pow'r,
Thou that art the conqueror;
Lead thy promis'd glory on,
Bring the nations to thy throne.

2 Japhet's isles do bless thy name,
Let the west thy worth proclaim;
Wash the Ethiopian clean:
In the east, new signs be seen.

3 Great the band of those be found,
Who proclaim the joyful sond;
Let it to thy Israel come,
Let is bring the wand'rers home.

4 To the brightness of thy face,
Fly in troops the suppliant race;
Princes shall adorn the train,
Monarchs bow, and bless thy reign.

5 When like light'ning thro' the skies,
Will thy latter glory rise?
When shall we behold thy pow'r?
When salut th' accomplish'd hour?

6 Quickly, Lord, thy triumphs bring,
Tongues and kindred wait to sing:
Then shall all the chosen race
Shout aloud, redeeming grace. Hallelujah.