O’er con­ti­nent and ocean,
From ci­ty, field, and wood,
Still speak, O Lord, Thy mes­sen­gers
Of peace and bro­ther­hood.
In Ath­ens and Be­nar­es,
In Rome and Ga­li­lee,
They front­ed kings and con­quer­ors,
And taught man­kind of Thee.

We hear, O Lord, these voic­es,
And hail them as Thine own,
They speak as speak the winds and tides
On plan­ets far and lone.
One God, the life of ag­es,
One rule, His will above,
One realm our wide hu­man­ity,
One law, the law of love.

The tribes and na­tions fal­ter
In ri­val­ries of fear;
The fires of hate to ash­es turn,
To dust the sword and spear.
Thy Word alone re­main­eth;
That word we speak again;
O’er sea and shore and con­ti­nent,
To all the sons of men.