Thy Kingdom come, O Lord, Wide circling as the sun; Fulfill of old Thy Word And make the nations one. One in the bond of peace, The service glad and free Of truth and righteousness, Of love and equity. Speed, speed the longed for time Foretold by raptured seers? The prophecy sublime, The hope of all the years. Till rise at last, to span Its firm foundations broad, The commonwealth of man, The city of our God.