As we worship, bring the silence
in gracious peace ring down the day.
Stay the light that's stained with violence,
deliver calm, pass ill storms away.
Send to us your guileless servant,
pure of faith and stainless heart.
Confer to him a truce so verdant
with joyous love and hope impart.
Stand guard against faults that rage
and spare less fortune from the cold.
Lift these hearts, fallen, fled with age
and never loose us from your hold.
Share with us your saving Grace
with harmony that men embrace.
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