1 In peace with all the world we'll live,
Nor let our angry passions burn;
But when we suffer we'll forgive,
And good for evil will return.
And we'll forgive and we'll forget,
And conquer every sullen word;
Unkindness shall with love be met,
And evil overcome with good.
2 It is not pride, it is not strife,
Nor bitter thoughts, nor angry deeds,
Which gild with joy the days of life,
Resentment still to sorrow leads.
Then love shall triumph, love alone,
Within our hearts shall ever reign;
Our foes subdued, its pow'r shall own,
And once loved friends be friends again.