Justice

Come, Lord of hosts! establish righteousness!And in the hearts of men and nations buildLove's great Republic that the soul has willed,And with Thy mercy cover our distress!How many broken realms world-wide confessThe weakness wherewithal man's state is filled!Pride in our vain accomplishment is killed;Our hopes, departing, leave us comfortless.

O, raise our spirits from the deadening shockThat, like an earthquake, blasteth city and town,And ease earth's unintelligible woe!Millions of men their sorrows interlockBefore Thee coming; prayers Thy praises drown.Justice, O Lord, high o'er all nations show!