Bright with all His crowns of glo­ry,
See the royal Vic­tor’s brow;
Once for sin­ners marred and go­ry,
See the Lamb ex­alt­ed now:
While be­fore Him
All His ran­somed breth­ren bow.

Blessèd morn­ing! long ex­pect­ed
Lo! they fill the peo­pled air,
Mourners once by man re­ject­ed,
They with Him, ex­alt­ed there,
Sing His prais­es,
And His throne of glo­ry share.

Judah! lo thy roy­al li­on
Reigns on earth, a con­quering king:
Come, ye ran­somed tribes of Zi­on,
Love’s abun­dant of­fer­ings bring;
There be­hold Him,
And His cease­less prais­es sing.

King of kings! Let earth adore Him,
High on His ex­alt­ed throne;
Fall, ye na­tions, fall be­fore Him,
And His right­eous scep­ter own;
All the glo­ry
Be to Him, and Him alone!