o how I’ve prayed “peace”

o how I’ve prayed “peace!”
when my heart starts its heat—

but the truth must be said:
it’s how I’ll call you so sweet—

may Peace meet me—please!
and meet all those I meet!

for if only with words
is there the thanks that you see,

know: it’s within each beat—
that’s where gratitude must be!

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