Bronze (Johnson)/Peace

PEACE
Peace on a thousand hills and dales,Peace in the hearts of menWhile kindliness reclaims the soilWhere bitterness has been.
The night of strife is drifting past,The storm of shell has ceased,Disrupted is the cordon fell,Sweet charity released.
Forth from the shadow, swift we comeWrought in the flame 'together,All men as one beneath the sunIn brotherhood forever.