1 COME, thou Conqueror of the nations, Now on thy white horse appear; Earthquakes, dearths, and desolations Signify thy kingdom near: True and faithful! Stablish thy dominion here.
2 Thine the kingdom, power, and glory; Thine the ransomed nations are; Let the heathen fall before thee, Let the isles thy power declare; Judge and conquer All mankind in righteous war.
3 Thee let all mankind admire, Object of our joy and dread! Flame thine eyes with heavenly fire, Many crowns upon thy head; But thine essence None, except thyself, can read.
4 Yet we know our Mediator, By the Father's grace bestowed; Meanly clothed in human nature, Thee we call the Word of God; Flesh thy vesture, Dipped in thy own sacred blood.
5 Captain, God of our salvation, Thou who hast the wine-press trod, Borne the Almighty's indignation, Quenched the fiercest wrath of God, Take the kingdom, Claim the purchase of thy blood.
6 On thy thigh and vesture written, Show the world thy heavenly name, That, with loving wonder smitten, All may glorify the Lamb; All adore thee, All the Lord of hosts proclaim.
7 Honour, glory, and salvation To the Lord our God we give; Power, and endless adoration, Thou art worthy to receive; Reign triumphant, King of kings, for ever live!
