1 He shall reign o'er all the earth,
He who wore the crown of thorn,
Whom they deemed of little worth,
Whom they met with hate and scorn;
2 Long His heritage hath lain
'Neath the false usurper's sway;
Rout the foes and win the day.
3 Then, beneath His rule of peace
Heaven shall smile, and earth shall sing,
4 Hasten, Lord, the wondrous hour,
Bid it strike from shore to shore,
Thine the kingdom and the power,