Assembled at thy great command

Assembled at thy great command, Before thy face, dread King, we stand; The voice that marshall'd every star, Has call'd thy people from afar.

We meet, thro' distant lands to spread The truth for which the martyrs bled; Along the line--to either pole-- The thunder of thy praise to roll.

First, bow our hearts beneath thy sway: Then give thy growing empire way, O'er wastes of sin--o'er fields of blood-- Till all mankind shall be subdu'd.

Our pray'rs assist--accept our praise-- Our hopes revive--our courage raise-- Our counsels aid--and Oh! impart The single eye--the faithful heart!

Forth with thy chosen heralds come, Recall the wand'ring spirits home: From Zion’s mount send forth the sound To spread the spacious earth around.