1 To thy great name, O Prince of peace,
Our grateful songs we raise:
Accept, thou Sun of righteousness,
The tribute of our praise.
2 In widow'd state these walls no more
Their mourning weeds shall wear;
Thy messenger shall joy restore,
And ev'ry loss repair.
3 Thy providence our souls admire,
With joy its windings trace;
And shout, in one united choir,
The triumphs of thy grace.
4 Our happy union, Lord, maintain,
Here let thy presence dwell;
And thousands, loos'd from Satan's chain,
Raise from the brink of hell.
5 Distressed churches pity, Lord,
Their dismal breaches close,
Their sons unite in sweet accord,
And troubled minds compose.
6 In all be purity maintain'd,
Peace like a river flow;
And pious zeal, and love unfeign'd,
In ev'ry bosom glow.
Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #573
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