Let all on earth their voices raise,
Re-echoing heaven's triumphant praise,
To him who gave the apostles grace
To run on earth their glorious race.

Thou at whose word they bore the light
Of Gospel truth o'er heathen night,
To us that heavenly light impart,
To glad our eyes and cheer our heart.

Thou at whose will to them was given
To bind and loose in earth and heaven,
Our chains unbind, our sins undo,
And in our hearts thy grace renew.

Thou in whose might they spake the word
Which cured disease and health restored,
To us its healing power prolong,
Support the weak, confirm the strong.

And when the thrones are set on high,
And judgement's aweful hour is draws nigh,
Then, Lord, with them pronounce us blest,
And take us to thine endless rest.


tr. R. Mant and Compilers of Hymns Ancient and Modern