O Christ, the Lord of Heav’n, to Thee

O Christ

the Lord of Heav’n

to Thee

Clothed with all ma­jes­ty di­vine

Eternal pow­er and glo­ry be:

Eternal praise and right is Thine.

Reign

Prince of Life

that once Thy brow

Didst yield to wear the wound­ing thorn;

Reign

throned be­side the Fa­ther now

Adored the Son of God first-born!

From an­gel hosts that round Thee stand

With forms more pure than spot­less snow

From the bright

burn­ing ser­aph band

Let praise in lof­ti­est num­bers flow!

To Thee

the Lamb

our mor­tal songs

Born of deep fer­vent love

shall rise;

All hon­or to Thy name be­longs:

Our lips would sound it to the skies.

Jesus! all earth shall speak the word;

Jesus! all Heav­en re­sound it still:

Immanuel

Sav­ior

Con­quer­or

Lord

Thy praise the uni­verse shall fill.