Thou shalt, O Lord, descend,
And all the kingdoms bless;
Throughout the earth Thy realm extend,
And judge in righteousness.

The fruitful earth shall yield
A rich, increasing, store;
And God, Who is to us revealed,
His choicest gifts shall pour.

The blessings of His grace
He shall to us make known;
Till all the earth His laws embrace,
And His dominion own.

Let all the people raise
The loud thanksgiving voice;
Let every nation sing Thy praise,
And every tongue rejoice.