(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run,
His kingdom spreads from shore to shore
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
From north to south the princes meet
To pay their homage at His feet,
While western empires own their Lord
And savage tribes attend His word.
To Him shall endless prayer be made
And endless praises crown His head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With ev’ry morning sacrifice.
People and realms of ev’ry tongue
Dwell on His love with sweetest song,
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His name.