1
O Jesus, King of glory,
Both David’s Lord and Son,
Thy realm endures for ever,
In heaven is fixed Thy throne.
Throughout all earth’s dominions
Make known from pole to pole
Thy kingdom of salvation
To each benighted soul.
2
Thou art a mighty monarch,
As in Thy Word is told,
Yet little Thou regardest
All earthly goods or gold:
On no proud steed Thou ridest,
For Thee no jewelled crown,
Thy home no lordly castle,
For Thee but scorn and frown.
3
Yet art Thou decked with beauty,
With rays of glorious light;
Thy works proclaim Thy goodness,
And all Thy ways are right.
Vouchsafe to shield Thy people
With Thine almighty arm,
That they may dwell in safety
From those who mean them harm.
4
Ah, look on me with pity
Though I am weak and poor,
Admit me to Thy kingdom
To dwell there, blest and sure.
I pray Thee, guide and keep me
Safe from my bitter foes,
From sin and death and Satan;
Free me from all my woes.
5
O bid Thy Word within me
Shine as the fairest star;
Keep sin and all false doctrine
For ever from me far;
Help me confess Thee truly,
And with Thy Christendom
Here own Thee King and Saviour,
And in the world to come.