Across the blue waters the message of grace
O’er kingdom and empire is flying apace;
The day-beam is breaking, majestic and bright,
And millions are turning from darkness to light.
Shout aloud, all ye lands, and be glad while ye sing;
Shout aloud, all ye lands, for the Savior is king!
And the sound that went forth on the night of His birth
Shall be heard to the uttermost bounds of the earth.
All creatures adoring shall bow at His word,
All tongues shall confess Him their Savior and Lord;
His truth and its glory extended shall be,
And cover the earth as the waters the sea.
How gently and kindly there comes from above
His scepter of mercy, His standard of love!
He ruleth in wisdom, the monarch of peace;
His reign shall be glorious and never shall cease.
The day is approaching, the time draweth nigh,
When nation to nation
Hosanna shall cry;
The idols they worship in dust shall be laid,
And Jesus be honored, exalted, obeyed.