Words: Joseph Cottle, 1828, alt.
Music: Coronae, , 1871.
Mighty Lord, extend Thy kingdom,
Be the truth with triumph crowned;
Let the lands that sit in darkness
Hear the glorious Gospel sound,
From our borders
To the world’s remotest bound.
By Thine arm, eternal Father,
Scatter far the shades of night;
Let the great Immanuel’s kingdom
Open like the morning light;
Let all barriers
Yield before Thy heavenly might.
Come in all Thy Spirit’s power;
Come, Thy reign on earth restore;
In Thy strength ride forth and conquer,
Still advancing more and more,
Till all people
Shall Thy holy Name adore.