He reigns; the Lord, the Sav­ior reigns;
Praise Him in ev­an­gel­ic strains;
Let the whole earth in songs re­joice,
And dist­ant is­lands join their voice.

Deep are His coun­sels, and un­known,
But grace and truth sup­port His throne;
Through gloomy clouds His ways sur­round,
Justice is their eter­nal ground.

In robes of judg­ment, lo! He comes,
Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs;
Before Him burns de­vour­ing fire;
The mount­ains melt, the seas re­tire.

His ene­mies, with sore dis­may,
Fly from the sight, and shun the day;
Then lift your heads, ye saints on high,
And sing, for your re­demp­tion’s nigh.