Speed on Thy victory, mighty King,
The world awaits Thy call!
Swiftly Thy glorious kingdom bring,
And reign Thou, Lord of all.

All things are Thine,—the earth we tread,
The stars, the sky, the sea;
And we are in Thy image made,—
Our all belongs to Thee.

So, conquering Prince, o'er all the world,
Bid sin and tumult cease,
And Thy blest banner float, unfurled,
Above a world at peace.

Gather fresh crowns, of priceless worth,—
Triumphant Saviour, Thou,—
Till the fair crown of all the earth
Shall glitter on Thy brow.