Messiah, Prince of peace!
Where men each other tear,
Where war is learned, they must con­fess,
Thy kingdom is not there;
Who, prompted by Thy foe,
Delight in human blood,
Apollyon is their king, we know,
And Satan is their god.

But shall he still devour
The souls redeemed by Thee?
Jesus, stir up Thy glo­ri­ous pow­er
And end th’apostasy!
Come, Sav­ior, from above,
O’er all the earth to reign;
And plant the kingdom of Thy love
In every heart of man.

Then shall we exercise
The hellish art no more,
While Thou our long-lost pa­ra­dise
Dost with Thy­self re­store.
Fightings and wars shall cease,
And, in Thy Spi­rit giv’n,
Pure joy and ev­er­last­ing peace
Shall turn our earth to Heav’n.