Prince of peace, the Heavenly King
As a mortal babe disguised,
He appeared whom angels sing,
Earth-disguised.
Empty-handed from his birth,
Gifts exceeding pure he brought:
Treasures hidden not in earth
Jesus brought.
To the blind, unbounded sight,
To the dumb, the voice of praise,
And to all in darkness, light,
Joy and praise.
To the poor, the gospel wealth,
To the rich, the spirit poor,
And to all, his saving health,
Rich and poor.
In the perfect path he trod,
Still his footprints mark the way;
Out to men, and up to God,
Show the way—
Out to men in love that breaks
Bread of charity with all;
And thrice blessed, then, forsakes
Self for all.
Lift your songs in unison:
"Peace on earth, good will to men,"
Mingle song and life in one
Wide" Amen!"
The blessing of her quiet life'
Fell on us like the dew;
And good thoughts, where her footsteps
pressed,
Like fairy blossoms grew.
