God of the nations, hear our call;
Thou who art Fa­ther of us all;
Show us our part in Thy great plan
For the vast brotherhood of man.

In plastic form the nations lie;
For molding unto us they cry;
May we their urgent summons heed
And gladly go to meet their need.

May we, a nation blessed with light,
Be ever truer to the right,
That nations in our life may see
The power which we derive from Thee.

Thus, as Thy kingdom cometh here,
Shall it throughout the world draw near;
And loyalty to country then
Shall reach out to include all men.