God Of The Nations, Near And Far

God of the nations, near and far,

Ruler of all mankind,

Bless Thou Thy people as they strive

The paths of peace to find.

The clash of arms still shakes the sky,

King battles still with king-

Wild through the frighted air of night

The bloody tocsins ring.

But clearer far the friendly speech

Of scientists and seers,

The wise debate of statesmen and

The shouts of pioneers.

And stronger far the claspèd hands

Of labor's teeming throngs,

Who in a hundred tongues repeat

Their common creeds and songs.

From shore to shore the peoples call

In loud and sweet acclaim,

The gloom of land and sea is lit

With Pentecostal flame.

O Father! from the curse of war

We pray Thee give release,

And speed, O speed the blessèd day

Of justice, love and peace!