"Thy kingdom come", on bended knee
"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 hurt be healed: When knowledge, hand in hand with peace, Shall walk the earth abroad - The day of perfect righteousness, The promised day of God. |
Summisso saecula genu Dei diem petunt, hic pia corda quam diu videre cupiunt. Sed tardae non minus Deo noctes appertinent, et muta pro perpetuo iure astra praevalent. En! Est aurora in vertice eoo rutila: vatum cohors, accingere diemque nuntia, peccata clare quae nitens recludet omnia et aequum alte statuens* mulcebit aspera; qua iuncta pax scientiae per terras iverit, dies privata crimine, quam Deus obtulit. *iustitiamque promovens |