Peace Is The First Thing The Angels

The Voice That Breathed O'er Eden, That Earliest Wedding Day.

Look In, And See Christ's Chosen Saint In Triumph Wear His Christ-like Chain; No Fear Lest He Should Swerve Or Faint; "his Life Is Christ, His Death Is Gain.

And Help Us, This And Every Day, To Live More Nearly As We Pray.

When The Shore Is Won At Last, Who Will Count The Billow Past?

The Watchful Mother Tarries Nigh Though Sleep Have Closed Her Infant's Eye, For Should He Wake, And Find Her Gone.