Father eternal, Ruler of creation
Spirit of life, which moved ere form was made
Through the thick darkness covering every nation
Light to man's blindness, O be Thou our aid
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done
Races and peoples, lo! we stand divided
And sharing not our griefs, no joy can share
By wars and tumults Love is mocked, derided
His conquering cross no kingdom wills to bear
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done
Envious of heart, blind-eyed, with tongues confounded
Nation by nation still goes unforgiven
In wrath and fear, by jealousies surrounded
Building proud towers which shall not reach to heaven
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done
Lust of possession worketh desolations
There is no meekness in the sons of earth
Led by no star, the rulers of the nations
Still fail to bring us to the blissful birth
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done
How shall we love Thee, holy, hidden Being
If we love not the world which Thou hast made?
O give us brother love for better seeing
Thy Word made flesh, and in a manger laid
Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Thy will be done