When war on earth suspended
His wild career of woes
The Prince of Peace descended
A guiltier strife to close;
Vain battles worms were waging—
With their creator
God;
He came
and wrath assuaging
Made peace with his own blood.
The storm that flamed and lowered
Was calm at His command;
The rod of justice flowered
Like Aaron’s
in His hand:
That scepter
love revealing
Rebels
approach and kiss;
Its leaves are for your healing
Its fruits—immortal bliss.
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