“Thy kingdom come!” on bended knee
the passing ages pray;
and faithful souls have yearned to see
on earth that kingdom’s day.
But the slow watches of the night
not less to God belong;
and for the everlasting right
the silent stars are strong.
And lo, already on the hills
the flags of dawn appear;
gird up your loins, ye prophet souls,
proclaim the day is near:
The day in whose clear shining light
all wrong shall stand revealed,
when justice shall be throned in might,
and every heart be healed;
When knowledge, hand in hand with peace,
shall walk the earth abroad;
the day of perfect righteousness,
the promised day of God.
Words: Frederick Lucian Hosmer, 1891
Tune: Irish by Isaac Smith, 1749
–From the album The Complete New English Hymnal, Vol. 18, sung by the Manchester Cathedral Choir (Manchester, England).