Classic Poem

1. Give peace in these our days, O Lord, Great dangers are now at hand;
2. Give us that peace that we do lack, Through misbelief and ill life.
Thine enemies with one accord Christ's name in every land
Thy word to offer thou dost not slack, Which we unkindly gainstrive.
Seek to deface, root out and rase, Thy true right worship indeed.
With fire and sword, this healthful word Some persecute and oppress.
Be thou the stay, Lord, we thee pray, Thou helpest alone in all need.
Some with the mouth confess the truth Without sincere godliness.

3. Give peace and us thy sprite down send
With grief and repentance true;
Do piece our hearts our lives to amend,
And by faith Christ renew;
That fear and dread, war and bloodshed,
Through thy sweet mercy and grace,
May from us slide, thy truth abide,
And shine in every place.