| Text: | The Peace of God |
| Author: | F. W. Farr |
| Tune: | TALLIS |
1 The world knows not the perfect peace
The Lord gives to His own;
He causeth every sob to cease,
He husheth every moan.
2 The world can never take away,
Nor mar its blissful rest;
It shineth as the perfect day;
For those who trust, are blest.
3 The peace of God, it knows no jar,
No discord, no distress;
It still the clamor of soul-war,
And stays its bitterness.
4 It lays the passions of the heart
And every vague alarm;
It quiets with its magic art
Forebodings, fears of harm.
5 O blessed peace, O holy calm,
The hush of thy repose
Is soothing as the healing balm
Which Gilead's forest knows.
6 Descend, O silver-winged dove,
Descend with heavenly flight,
Diffuse abroad thy perfect love,
And fill the world with light.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | The world knows not the perfect peace |
| Title: | The Peace of God |
| Author: | F. W. Farr |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1891 |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
| Tune Information | |
|---|---|
| Name: | TALLIS |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |