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PEACE
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Shall children laugh for aye
And the sound of weeping cease
At the call of those who cry
Peace—when there is no peace?
Peace? What is peace but a name
For the war that shall not end
While souls are wrought in flame
High heaven to defend—?
Peace is a living sword
Forged for the hand of man
And the smithy of the Lord
In the halls where life began.
Peace is a challenge blown
In the trumpet of the wind.—
Till the stars are overthrown
Lift up your eyes, O blind!
And with your eyes mark well
God's banners swinging clear.
What do these banners tell?
To arms! For peace is here!
