Father of me, and all man­kind,
And all the hosts above,
Let ev­ery un­der­stand­ing mind
Unite to praise Thy love.

To know Thy na­ture, and Thy name,
One God in Per­sons three;
And glo­ri­fy the great I AM,
Through all eter­ni­ty.

Thy king­dom come, with pow­er and grace,
To ev­ery heart of man;
Thy peace, and joy, and right­eous­ness,
In all our bo­soms reign.

The right­eous­ness that ne­ver ends,
But makes an end of sin,
The joy that hu­man thought trans­cends
Into our souls bring in:

The king­dom of es­tab­lished peace,
Which can no more re­move;
The per­fect pow­er of god­li­ness,
The om­ni­po­tence of love.

When shall we hear his trum­pet sound,
The lat­est of the se­ven?
Come, King of saints, with glo­ry crowned,
Th’eter­nal God of Hea­ven.

Judge of thine anti-Chris­tian foe,
Appear on earth again,
And then Thy thou­sand years be­low
Before thine an­cients reign.