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Thy kingdom come, O God!
Thy rule, O Christ, begin!
Break with thine iron rod
The tyrannies of sin!
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Where is thy reign of peace,
And purity, and love?
When shall all hatred cease,
As in the realms above?
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When comes the promised time
That war shall be no more,
Oppression, lust, and crime
Shall flee thy face before?
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We pray thee, Lord, arise,
And come in thy great might;
Revive our longing eyes,
Which languish for thy sight.
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O'er heathen lands afar
Thick darkness broodeth yet:
Arise, O Morning Star,
Arise, and never set.
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