Rise, India, thy millions lead, and follow Christ, thy King

From Com’rin’s point to Everest peak

Christ’s hymns of triumph sing.

When in the manger thou wert laid,

Immensity made small.

And lowly shepherd round Thee prayed

Thou wert our King, our King of all.

When on the cross-uplifted high

In torment Thou didst hang

The Jews and gentiles passing by

Saw Thee entitled King their King

Let us unite in India’s name

With joy our tribute bring,

Of faithful service love aflame

To Christ, our Lord, our Lord and King.