Jesus shall reign where'er the sun, Does His successive journey's run; His Kingdom spread from shore to shore, 'Til moons shall wax and wane no more. For Him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown His head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise, With every morning sacrifice. People and realms of ev'ry tongue, Dwell on His love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim, Their early blessings on His name. Let ev'ry creature rise and bring, His grateful honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat, And earth repeat the loud "Amen!" Amen! Amen!