S.M. 1 MESSIAH, Prince of peace! Where men each other tear, Where war is learned, they must confess, Thy kingdom is not there. Who, prompted by thy foe, Delight in human blood, Apollyon is their king, we know, And Satan is their god.
2 But shall he still devour The souls redeemed by thee? Jesus, stir up thy glorious power And end the apostasy! Come, Saviour, from above, O'er all our hearts to reign; And plant the kingdom of thy love In every heart of man.
3 Then shall we exercise The hellish art no more, While thou our long-lost paradise Dost with thyself restore. Fightings and wars shall cease, And, in thy Spirit given, Pure joy and everlasting, peace Shall turn our earth to heaven.