3 See, how our brethren stand arrayed,
Clad in their arms for deadly strife;
To slaughter men is yet a trade-
An art, to blot out human life.

4 The erring nations fight for peace;
But peace comes not from war and blood;
The more they strive does wrath increase,
And farther flies the wished-for good.

5 And yet, we cannot yield our hope;
It rests upon foundation strong-
For non-resisting love can cope
With every form of hate and wrong.

225.

C. M. MRS. LIVERMORE.

1 No warlike sounds awoke the night, Announcing Jesus' birth,

But angels borne on wings of light,

2 Not in the warrior's armor mailed
Was Christ the Savior found;
Not striving, when by wrath assailed,
Not with the laurel crowned.

3 But meek and lowly was his life,
The gentle Prince of Peace,
Whose law condemns the hostile strife,
And bids dissensions cease.

4 Then let the war-cry ne'er be rung
Beneath the smiling sky,

Nor to the clouds the banner flung
That tells of victory.

5 But let the blissful period haste,
When, hushed the cannon's roar,
The sword shall cease mankind to waste,
And war shall be no more.

226.

7s. M. LEWINS MEAD COL.

1 PEACE the welcome sound proclaim,
Dwell with rapture on the theme;
Loud, still louder, swell the strain,
Peace on earth, good-will to men.

2 Breezes! whispering soft and low,
Gently murmur as ye blow,

Breathe the sweet celestial strain,
Peace on earth, good-will to men.

3 Ocean's billows! far and wide,
Rolling in majestic pride,

Loud, still louder swell the strain,
Peace on earth, good-will to men.

4 Christians! who these blessings feel,
And in adoration kneel,

Loud, still louder swell the ́strain,
Peace on earth, good-will to men.

1 No war nor battle's sound

Was heard the earth around,

No hostile chiefs to furious combat ran;
But peaceful was the night

In which the Prince of Light
His reign of Peace upon the earth began.

MILTON.

2 No conqueror's sword he bore,
No warlike armor wore,

Nor haughty passions roused to contest wild ;
In peace and love he came,

And gentle was his reign,

Which o'er the earth he spread by influence mild.

3 Unwilling kings obeyed,

And sheathed the battle blade,

And called their bloody legions from the field ;
In silent awe they wait,

And close the warrior's gate,

Nor know to whom their homage thus they yield.
4 The peaceful conqueror goes,
And triumphs o'er his foes,

His weapons drawn from armories above;
Behold the vanquished sit

Submissive at his feet,

And strife and hate are changed to peace and love.

228.

C. M.

GIBBONS.

1 LORD, send thy word, and let it run,
Armed with the Spirit's power;
Ten thousand shall confess its sway,
And bless the saving hour.

2 Beneath the influence of thy grace,
The barren wastes shall rise,

With sudden greens and fruits arrayed,
A blooming Paradise.

3 True holiness shall strike its root
In each regenerate heart,
Shall in a growth divine arise,.
And heavenly fruits impart.

4 Peace, with her olives crowned, shall stretch
Her wings from shore to shore;

No trump shall rouse the rage of war,
Nor murderous cannon roar.

5 Lord, for those days we wait;-those days Are in thy word foretold;

Fly swifter, sun and stars, and bring
The promised age of gold.

229.

C. M.

MRS. COLBUrn.

1 THE Angels sung o'er Judah's plain,
Of peace that earth should see;
And we'll repeat the joyful strain,
This is the Jubilee.

2 The Gospel brings good news of peace,
Of love and harmony;

When war, and crime, and hate shall cease,
This is the Jubilee.

3 Then warring clans now filled with hate,
Like brethren shall agree;

And earth enjoy an Eden State,
This is the Jubilee.

4 Join, Christians, then, of every clime,
From sect and party free,

To hasten on the glorious time,
The coming Jubilee.

230.

L. M.

MRS. PRICE.

1 GLORY to God, and peace to men,' Once rung o'er wide Judea's plain ; Angelic hosts sung gladly when

The Prince of Peace was born to reign.

2 How sweet that heavenly chorus rose, O'er hatred's harsh, discordant sound; How pure its peaceful anthem flows, To charm the earth's remotest bound. 3 The morning stars together sung,

The hills rejoiced, the valleys smiled; The bow of hope in heaven was hung, Arched o'er the manger of the child. 4 And ever peals that heavenly song, 'Glory to God and peace to men,' As rolling years the strains prolong, And Eden's bliss bring back again.

1 YEARS are coming-speed them onward!
When the sword shall gather rust,
And the helmet, lance, and falchion,
Sleep in silent dust!

2 Earth has heard too long of battle,
Heard the trumpet's voice too long;
But another age advances,
Seers foretold in song.

3 Years are coming when, forever,
War's dread banner shall be furled,
And the angel Peace be welcomed,
Regent of the world!

4 Hail with song that glorious era,
When the sword shall gather rust,
And the helmet, lance, and falchion,
Sleep in silent dust!