James Montgomery

On the Jubilee of the Church Missionary Society.

The King of Glory we proclaim --

Who is the King of Glory? He

To seek and save the lost who came,

The Jew, the Gentile, bond and free.

Heralds through every clime we send,

His great salvation to make known:

The Church's Head, the Sinner's Friend,

Christ on His mediatorial throne.

Here, for the travail of His soul,

He claims the promised heritage,

The Father's gift -- from pole to pole --

Earth's utmost bound, to time's last age.

Him shall all tongues confess, all knees

Shall bow before that mercy-seat,

Love reconcile all enemies,

Or wrath subdue beneath His feet.

A year of Jubilee we hail!

Since we in faith this work began

It must go on: it cannot fail

While we are true to God and man.

So, Father, glorify Thy Son,

So Thou in Him be glorified,

Till all the straying sheep are won,

For whom the Lord their Shepherd died.