Though sinners boldly join,
Against the Lord to rise,
Against His Christ combine,
Th’Anointed to despise;
Though earth disdain
And hell engage,
Vain is their rage,
Their counsel vain.

Jesus the Sav­ior reigns!
On Sion is His throne;
The Lord’s decree sustains
His own begotten Son:
Up from the grave
He bids Him rise
And mount the skies,
With power to save.

Oh serve the Lord with fear,
And reverence His command;
With sacred joy draw near,
With solemn trembling stand;
Kneel at His throne,
Your homage bear,
His power declare,
And kiss the Son.