God of the nations, near and far, Ruler of all mankind, Bless Thou Thy people as they strive The paths of peace to find. The clash of arms still shakes the sky, King battles still with king??? Wild through the frighted air of night The bloody tocsins ring. But clearer far the friendly speech Of scientists and seers, The wise debate of statesmen and The shouts of pioneers. And stronger far the clasp??d hands Of labor???s teeming throngs, Who in a hundred tongues repeat Their common creeds and songs. From shore to shore the peoples call In loud and sweet acclaim, The gloom of land and sea is lit With Pentecostal flame. O Father! from the curse of war We pray Thee give release, And speed, O speed the bless??d day Of justice, love and peace!