150. Peace on earth! The morrow bringeth mirth

1. Peace on earth!
The morrow bringeth mirth.
The nighttide bringeth us slumbers deep
By His dear grace Who shared our sleep
Once on earth, Once on earth.

2. Here on earth,
Our Saviour suffered birth,
While angels smote their harps of flame,
And thrilled the stars with glad acclaim:
Peace on earth.

3. May His peace
Upon the earth increase,
Till all hearts bow to His diadem,
And hail the Babe of Bethlehem,
Prince of Peace.

Text Information
First Line: Peace on earth! The morrow bringeth mirth
Language: English
Publication Date: 1886
Copyright: Copyright, 1886, by Cong. S. S. and Pub. Soc.
Notes: The last line of each stanza should, in practice, be doubled.



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