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!
2 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!
3 Oh, let that glorious anthem swell,
Let host to host the triumph tell,
That not one rebel heart remains,
But over all the Savior reigns!
Mrs. Voke, 1816.