Verse 1
Thy kingdom come with power and grace
To every heart of man,
Thy peace, and joy, and righteousness
In all our bosoms reign:
Thy righteousness our sin keep down,
Thy peace our passions bind,
And let us in thy joy unknown
The first dominion find.
Verse 2
The righteousness that never ends,
But finishes our sin,
The joy that human thought transcends
Into our souls bring in;
The kingdom of establish’d peace
Which can no more remove,
The perfect power of godliness,
Th’ omnipotence of love.
Verse 3
Then let us hear the trumpet sound,
That latest of the seven:
Come, King of saints, with glory crown’d,
Th’ eternal God of heaven;
Judge of thine Antichristian foe,
Appear on earth again,
And then thy thousand years below
Before thine ancients reign.