Thy king­dom come!
O Fa­ther, hear our pray­er;
Shine through the clouds
That dark­en ev­ery­where;
Thou on­ly light,
Thou on­ly life and joy,
Show us the hope
That no­thing can de­stroy.

Stumbling and blind,
We strive to do Thy will,
Trusting the word
Thou sure­ly wilt ful­fill,
That men are Thine,
However far they roam,
That love shall tri­umph,
And Thy king­dom come.

Come, through the faith
Whereby the Church must live;
Come, through the word
Of truth she has to give;
Come, through her teach­ing,
And her heal­ing, too;
Come, through the work
United hearts can do.

Thy king­dom come,
And come Thy glo­ri­ous Son.
O may our task
For Him be nob­ly done!
Faithful and true
Let all Thy ser­vants be,
Till they shall bring
All na­tions home to Thee.