- Thy kingdom come, O God!
Thy rule, O Christ begin!
Break with thine iron rod
the tyrannies of sin!
- Where is thy reign of peace,
and purity and love?
When shall all hatred cease,
as in the realms above?
- When comes the promised time
that war shall be no more,
oppression, lust, and crime
shall flee thy face before?
- We pray thee, Lord, arise,
and come in thy great might;
revive our longing eyes,
which languish for thy sight.
- Men scorn thy sacred Name,
and wolves devour thy fold;
by many deeds of shame
we learn that love grows cold.
- O'er heathen lands afar
thick darkness broodeth yet:
arise, O Morning Star,
arise, and never set!