| 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. | | O'er heathen lands afar Thick darkness broodeth yet: Arise, O Morning Star, Arise, and never set. | |