THE CHURCH
BREAK forth, O earth, in praises!
Dwell on his wondrous story;
The Savior's name
And love proclaim—
The King who reigns in glory.
See on the throne beside him,
O'er all her foes victorious,
His royal Bride For whom he died,
Like him forever glorious.
ISRAEL AND THE GENTILES
Ye of the seed of Jacob!
Behold the royal Lion
Of Judah's line,
In glory shine,
And fill his throne in Zion.
Blest with Messiah's favor,
A ransom'd holy nation,
Your offerings bring
To Christ your King,
The God of your salvation.
Come, O ye kings ye nations!
With songs of gladness hail him;
Ye Gentiles all,
Before him fall,
The royal priest in Salem.
O'er hell and death triumphant,
Your conquering Lord hath risen,
His praises sound,
Whose power hath bound
Your ruthless foe in prison.
Hail to the King of glory!
Head of the creation—
Thy ways of grace
We love to trace,
And praise thy great salvation.
Thy heart was perst with sorrow,
The bonds of death to sever,
To make us free,
That we might be
Thy crown of joy forever.