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II. PEACE.
I
We lead a gentle life below:Our days, that seem to pass,
Glide on and blend—before Thy throne
Thus spreads the sea of glass.
II
One image fills that crystal sea;One light o'er all doth shine:
Yet every separate drop hath power
That radiance to enshrine.
III
Nor less in unity and lightTrue brethren, we abide;
‘Like drops of Hermon's dew’ that still
Into each other slide.
IV
Eternal glory, thanks and praiseTo Thee, O God, to Thee,
Who buildest all the peace of men
Upon that prime decree:
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V
That he who loves the Lord his GodShould hold all creatures dear;
And whoso fears his God, henceforth
Should feel no baser fear.
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