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.