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PEACE.
PEACE.
EACE I leave with you!" From the days departedFloats down the blessing, simple and serene,
Which to His followers, few and fearful-hearted,
With yearning love thus spake the Nazarene,—
"Peace I leave with you!"
"Peace I leave with you!"—and His words I borrow
To wrap about you like a suit of mail,—
The power to give I earned in bitter sorrow,
And by your faith in me, it shall not fail;—
"Peace I leave with you!"
To wrap about you like a suit of mail,—
The power to give I earned in bitter sorrow,
And by your faith in me, it shall not fail;—
"Peace I leave with you!"
"My peace I give unto you!"—but bestowing
Robbed not his soul of its tranquillity,—
While I,—the peace I give to you, in going,
Is leaving me in utter poverty,—
"Peace I leave with you!"
Robbed not his soul of its tranquillity,—
While I,—the peace I give to you, in going,
Is leaving me in utter poverty,—
"Peace I leave with you!"
