Let the round world with songs rejoice;
Let Heaven return the joyful voice;
All mindful of th�Apostles� fame,
Let Heav�n and earth their praise proclaim.

Ye servants who once bore the light
Of Gospel truth o�er heathen night,
Still may your work that light impart,
To glad our eyes and cheer our heart.

O God, by Whom to them was giv�n
The key that shuts and opens Heav�n,
Our chains unbind, our loss repair,
And grant us grace to enter there.

For at Thy will they preached the Word
Which cured disease, which health conferred:
O may that healing power once more
Our souls to grace and health restore.

That when Thy Son again shall come,
And speak the world�s unerring doom,
He may with them pronounce us blest,
And place us in Thy endless rest.

To Thee, O Father; Son, to Thee;
To Thee, blest Spirit, glory be!
So was it ay for ages past,
So shall through endless ages last.