Lord of the Infinite, proclaim the Peace,
The human heart claims more than anything,
Oh let Thy voice announce that wars must cease
With magic of Thine ancient thundering!
Thy Church, Thine instrument, shall lead the way,
And bring Thy lost ones in like scattered sheep,
And fold them at the passing of the day,
And give them warmth and love and soothing sleep!
The Half of Thy precious earth is scorched and dreary,
Thy people stumble in the darkness, blind,
And theory-ridden men are weary, weary,
And in the night no ray of hope can find.
The eternal truth today as in the past,
Must save us yet, if human life must last.

Lord of the Infinite, proclaim the Peace,
The human heart claims more than anything,
Oh let Thy voice announce that wars must cease
With magic of Thy ancient thundering!
Thy Church, Thine instrument, shall lead the way,
And bring Thy lost ones in like scattered sheep,
And fold them at the passing of the day,
And give them warmth and love and soothing sleep!
Half of Thy precious earth is scorched and dreary,
Thy children stumble in the darkness, blind,
And theory-ridden men are weary, weary,
And in the night no ray of hope can find.
The eternal truths today as in the past,
Must save us yet if human life must last.

Thy Church, Thine instrument, shall lead the way,
And bring thy lost ones in like scattered sheep,
And fold them at the passing of the day

And give them warmth and love and soothing sleep!
Half of Thy precious earth is scorched and dreary,
Thy children stumble in the darkness, blind,
And theory-ridden men are weary, weary,
And in the night no ray of hope can find.

The eternal truths today are in the past,
Must save us yet if human life must last.