Purge this land of bitter things

I was surprised and gratified to discover that this was to the opening hymn sung at Mass in my parish this Sunday: Judge eternal, throned in splendor, Lord of lords and King of kings, with the living fire of judgment purge this land of bitter things; solace all its wide dominion with the healing of thy wings. Still the weary folk are pining for the hour that brings release, and the city’s crowded clangor cries aloud …