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Peace | ||
| The war is over, swiftly done. With few lives lost the peace is won. The bombs will cease their deadly roar So birds can warble as before. The lonely troops will head for home, Content for now no more to roam. The fires will cease, the blood will dry, And stars once more will claim the sky. The prisoners will soon be free To be what God would have them be. Praise God for bringing their release And blessing us again with peace. | ||
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