We acknowlege You, Christ, to be Lord of the ages, King of the nations and only master of man's soul and heart.
The wicked mom screams out, "We don't want Christ as king," while we, with shouts of joy, hail You as the world's supreme King.
Christ, peace-bringing Prince, subject rebellious souls to Your rule, and in Your love lead back to the one fold those that have strayed from it.
For this, with arms outstretched, You hung, bleeding, on the Cross, and the cruel spear that pierced You, showed man a heart burning with love.
For this, You are hidden on our altars under the form of bread and wine, and pour out on Your children from Your pierced side the grace of salvation.
May the rulers of the world publicly honor and extol You; may teachers and judges reverence You, may the laws express Your order and the arts reflect Your beauty.
May kings find renown in their submission and dedication to You. Bring under Your gentle rule our country and our homes.
Glory be to You, Jesus, supreme over all secular authorities; and glory be to the Father and the loving Spirit, through endless ages. Amen.