1 Shine, mighty GOD, on Britain, shine,
With Beams of heav'nly Grace;
Reveal thy Pow'r through all our Coasts,
And shew thy smiling Face.

2 [Amidst our Isle, exalted high,
Do thou our Glory stand,
And like a Wall of Guardian Fire,
Surround the Fav'rite Land.]

3 When shall thy Name from Shore to Shore
Sound all the Earth abroad,
And distant Nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God?

4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant Lands,
Sing loud with solemn Voice;
While British Tongues exalt his Praise,
And British Hearts rejoice.

5 He, the great Lord, the sov'reign Judge,
That sits enthron'd above,
Wisely commands the Worlds he made
In Justice and in Love.

6 Earth shall obey her Maker's Will,
And yield a full Increase:
Our GOD will crown his chosen Isle
With Fruitfulness and Peace.

7 GOD the Redeemer, scatters round
His choicest Favours here,
While the Creation's utmost Bound
Shall see, adore, and fear.