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PEACE.
Check at their fountain head,
Oh Lord, the streams of strife,
Nor let misguided man rejoice
To take his brother's life.
Strike off the pomp and pride
That deck the deeds of war,
And in their gorgeous mantle hide
The blood-stained conqueror.
To history's blazoned page,
Touch the pure wand of truth,
And bid its heroes stand unveiled
Before the eye of youth.
By every fire-side press
The gospel's peaceful claims,
