While sounds of war are heard around, And death and ruin strew the ground; To Thee we look, on Thee we call, The parent and the Lord of all. Thou, who hast stamped on human kind The image of a Heav’n-born mind, And in a father’s wide embrace Hast cherished all the kindred race; O see, with what insatiate rage Thy sons their impious battles wage; How spreads destruction, like a flood, And brothers shed their brothers’ blood! See guilty passions spring to birth, And deeds of hell deform the earth; While righteousness and justice mourn, And love and pity droop forlorn. Great God! whose powerful hand can bind The raging waves, the furious wind, O bid the human tempest cease, And hush the maddening world to peace. With reverence may each hostile land Hear and obey that high command, Thy Son’s blest errand from above— "My creatures, live in mutual love!" -WHILE SOUNDS OF WAR ARE HEARD AROUND Words: John Aikin, in A Collection of Hymns and Psalms for Public and Private Worship, by Andrew Kippis et al. (London: 1795). Music: Tallis’ Lamentation, melody from Day’s Psalter, 1562
Posted on: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 14:30:46 +0000
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