1 Great god! arise and shine,
With beams of heav'nly light;
From this dark world of sin dispel
The long and doleful night.

2 No more may idols share
The honors due to thee:
May ev'ry nation know thy name,
And thy salvation see.

3 No more may man malice dare
To lift her iron rod;
No longer shed the blood of saints,
And plead a zeal for God.

4 With its own native light,
Lord, may thy gospel shine:
May error fly like noxious mists
Before this light divine.

5 Whilst truth her charms reveals,
May love each breast inspire;
Nor one base passion ever mix,
To quench this sacred fire.