1 THE kings of earth are in the hands
Of God who reigns on high;
He in their council chamber stands
And sees with watchful eye.

2 Though foolish princes tyrants prove
And tread the godly down,
Though earth's foundations all remove,
He weareth still the crown.

3 They proudly boast a godlike birth;
In death like men they fall;
Arise, O God, and judge the earth,
And rule the nations all.

4 When shall Thy Son, the Prince of Peace,
Descend with glorious power?
Then only shall oppression cease;
Oh, haste the welcome hour.