“He is our Peace”—low in a manger lying,
“He is our Peace,” the Day-Spring from on high,
He whom the angel hosts are glorifying
Draws to himself the far-off and the nigh.
Come, swift as shepherds, to the white light streaming
From Bethlehem's star to Bethlehem's humble stall;
As wise men, come, let us have done with dreaming,
There is no Name save his to bind us all.
“He is our Peace”—the Son of God revealing
The Father's love for all the sons of men:
To broken homes and hearts he comes with healing,
This Holy Night the Christ Child comes again!
“He is our Peace”—let us have done with stressing
Our little schemes to shape that world to be,
Scorning all plans that dare not ask his blessing,
Owning no rule save his can set men free!
“He is our Peace”—low in a manger lying,
—“He is our Peace,” the Day-Spring from on high,
He whom the angel hosts are glorifying
—Draws to himself the far-off and the nigh.
Come, swift as shepherds, to the white light streaming
—From Bethlehem's star to Bethlehem's humble stall;
As wise men, come, let us have done with dreaming,
—There is no Name save his to bind us all.
“He is our Peace”—the Son of God revealing
—The Father's love for all the sons of men:
To broken homes and hearts he comes with healing,
—This Holy Night the Christ Child comes again!
“He is our Peace”—let us have done with stressing
—Our little schemes to shape that world to be,
Scorning all plans that dare not ask his blessing,
—Owning no rule save his can set men free!
“He is our Peace,” the Day-Spring from on high,
He whom the angel hosts are glorifying
Draws to himself the far-off and the nigh.
Come, swift as shepherds, to the white light streaming
From Bethlehem's star to Bethlehem's humble stall;
As wise men, come, let us have done with dreaming,
There is no Name save his to bind us all.
“He is our Peace”—the Son of God revealing
The Father's love for all the sons of men:
To broken homes and hearts he comes with healing,
This Holy Night the Christ Child comes again!
“He is our Peace”—let us have done with stressing
Our little schemes to shape that world to be,
Scorning all plans that dare not ask his blessing,
Owning no rule save his can set men free!
“He is our Peace”—low in a manger lying,
—“He is our Peace,” the Day-Spring from on high,
He whom the angel hosts are glorifying
—Draws to himself the far-off and the nigh.
Come, swift as shepherds, to the white light streaming
—From Bethlehem's star to Bethlehem's humble stall;
As wise men, come, let us have done with dreaming,
—There is no Name save his to bind us all.
“He is our Peace”—the Son of God revealing
—The Father's love for all the sons of men:
To broken homes and hearts he comes with healing,
—This Holy Night the Christ Child comes again!
“He is our Peace”—let us have done with stressing
—Our little schemes to shape that world to be,
Scorning all plans that dare not ask his blessing,
—Owning no rule save his can set men free!