O Brother Man

 

VERSE 1

O brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother;

Where pity dwells, the peace of God is there;

To worship rightly is to love each other,

Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer.

 

VERSE 2

For he whom Jesus loved has truly spoken:

The holier worship which He deigns to bless

Restores the lost, and binds the spirit broken,

And feeds the widow and the fatherless.

 

VERSE 3

Follow with reverent steps the great example

Of Him Whose holy work was doing good;

So shall the wide earth seem our Father’s temple,

Each loving life a psalm of gratitude.

 

VERSE 4

Then shall all shackles fall; the stormy clangor

Of wild war music o’er the earth shall cease;

Love shall tread out the baleful fire of anger,

And in its ashes plant the tree of peace.

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