CLIX. Now let our songs address the God of peace

1 Now let our songs address the God of peace,
Who bids the tumult of the battle cease!
The pointed spears to pruning crooks he bends,
And the broad faulchion in the ploughshare ends:
His powerful bands unites contending nations
In kind embrace, and friendly salutations.

2 While we beneath our vines and fig-trees sit,
Or thus within thy sacred temple meet,
Accept, great God! the tribute of our song,
And all the mercies of this day prolong:
Then spread thy peaceful word thro' ev'ry nation,
That all the earth may hail thy great salvation.

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First Line: Now let our songs address the God of peace
Language: English
Publication Date: 1789
Topic: Public Thanksgiving for national Blessings: Thanksgiving for National Peace
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