O King of Glory

O King of Glo­ry

God of Grace

Age af­ter age is tell­ing

Thy mer­cy to a fall­en race;

The Lord with man­kind dwell­ing

Thou didst of old send forth Thy Word

Pardon and peace re­veal­ing;

From slum­ber waked

our fa­thers heard

And sought the na­tion’s heal­ing.

To ev­ery land the Word has gone

Christ comes

go forth to meet Him;

Where dark­ness dwelt the light has shone

Prepare

O earth

to meet Him.

Break

Af­ric

break thine age-long chains

Proud Is­lam’s bond­age spurn­ing;

Sing

In­dia

sing o’er all thy plains

Sorrow to joy is turn­ing.

Land of the ris­ing sun

arise

Thy bet­ter day is dawn­ing

From shore to shore the mes­sage flies

That hails earth’s bright­er morn­ing.

Kinsmen afar re­spons­ive sing

Pass on the Gos­pel sto­ry;

Sing

com­rade band

Make Je­sus king

The Lord comes back in glo­ry.