Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin?
The blood of Jesus whispers "peace" within.
Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed?
To do the will of Jesus: this is rest.
Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away?
In Jesus' keeping we are safe, and they.
Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round?
On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found.