His jeweled crown lies faded in the dust,
a silent, poignant reminder of our betrayal of His trust.
For the world which He created and passed into or hands,
intending for His Word to e'er renew and bless this fertile land,
has, o'er the years, rejected all His efforts to forgive its erring ways and, by our own hands, have we contrived to limit our fruitles days.
Oh cry out now ye children of the world!
Cry out andope He hears!
Lift high His crown of radiant jewels
and cleanse it with your tears!
