1 Fold to your heart your sister and your brother:
where pity dwells, the peace of God is there;
to worship rightly and to love each other,
each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer.
For he whom Jesus loved has truly spoken:
the holier worship which He deigns to bless
restores the lost, and binds the spirit broken,
and feeds the widow and the fatherless.
2 Follow with reverent steps the great example
of Him whose holy work was doing good:
so shall the wide earth seem our Father's temple,
each loving life a psalm of gratitude.
Then shall all shackles fall: the stormy clangour
of wild war music o'er the earth shall cease;
love shall tread out the baleful fire of anger,
and in its ashes plant the tree of peace.
Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #590a
First Line: | O [Come] brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother |
Author: | John Greenleaf Whittier (1848) |
Meter: | 11.10.11.10 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
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