O Jesus, King of Glory

O Je­sus

king of glo­ry

Both Da­vid’s Lord and Son!

Thy realm en­dures for­ev­er

In Heav’n is fixed Thy throne.

Help that in earth’s do­min­ions

Throughout from pole to pole

Thy reign may spread sal­va­tion

To each be­night­ed soul.

The east­ern sag­es

bring­ing

Their tri­bute gifts to Thee

Bear wit­ness to Thy king­dom

And hum­bly bow the knee.

To Thee the star is point­ing

And the prop­het­ic Word;

Hence joy­ous­ly we hail Thee:

Our Sav­ior and our Lord!

Thou art a migh­ty mon­arch

As by Thy Word is told

Yet car­est Thou but lit­tle

For earth­ly goods or gold;

On no proud steed Thou rid­est

Thou wear’st no jew­eled crown

Nor dwell’st in lord­ly cas­tle

But bear­est scoff and frown.

Yet art Thou decked with beau­ty

With rays of glo­ri­ous light;

Thy works pro­claim Thy good­ness

And all Thy ways are right.

Vouchsafe to shield Thy peo­ple

With Thine al­migh­ty arm

That they may dwell in safe­ty

From those who mean them harm.

Ah

look on me with pi­ty

Though I am weak and poor;

Admit me to Thy king­dom

To dwell there

blest and sure.

I pray Thee

guide and keep me

Safe from my bit­ter foes

From sin and death and Sa­tan;

Free me from all my woes.

And bid Thy Word with­in me

Shine as the fair­est star;

Keep sin and all false doc­trine

Forever from me far.

Help me con­fess Thee tru­ly

And with Thy Christ­en­dom

Here own Thee king and Sav­ior

And in the world to come.