Soon may the last glad song arise

Through all the millions of the skies;

That song of triumph which records

That all the earth is now the Lord's.

Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be

Obedient, mighty God, to thee;

And over land and stream and main

Wave thou the scepter of thy reign.

O that the anthem now might swell,

And host to host the triumph tell,

That not one rebel heart remains,

But over all the Savior reigns!

Amen.