Shout, for the Blessèd Jesus Reigns

Shout

for the bless­èd Je­sus reigns;

Through dist­ant lands His tri­umphs spread;

And sin­ners

freed from end­less pains

Own Him their Sav­ior and their head.

His sons and daugh­ters from afar;

Daily at Zi­on’s gates ar­rive;

Those who were dead in sin be­fore

By sov­er­eign grace are made alive.

Oppressors bow be­neath His feet

O’ercome by His vic­tor­ious pow­er;

Princes in hum­ble pos­ture wait

And scorn­ers trem­ble and ad­ore.

Gentiles and Jews shall Him ob­ey

Nations re­mote their of­fer­ings bring

And un­con­strained their homa­ge pay

To their ex­alt­ed Lord and king.

O may His con­quests still in­crease

And ev­ery foe His arm sub­due;

While an­gels ce­le­brate His praise

And saints His grow­ing glo­ries new.

Loud hal­le­lu­jahs to the Lamb

From all be­low

and all ab­ove;

In lof­ty songs ex­alt His name

In songs as last­ing as His love.