When, in justice, he appals us By the threat of endless pain, Sink not--soon His mercy calls us To His pardoning arms again. Father! O, with _patience_ bless us, Till each seeming ill be past: Let whatever gloom oppress us, All must end in light at last. _Thomas Ward._ PEACE. Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright: for the end of that man is _peace_.--Psalm xxxvii. 37. Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, and the man that getteth understanding. Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are _peace_.--Proverbs, iii. 13, 17. Lord, thou wilt ordain _peace_ for us.--Isaiah, xxvi. 12. Blessed are the _peacemakers_, for they shall be called the children of God.--Matthew, v. 9. Glory to God in the highest, and on earth _peace_, good will toward men.--Luke, ii. 14. _Peace_ I leave with you, my _peace_ I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.--John, xiv. 27. The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, _peace_.--Galatians, v. 22. The _peace_ of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.--Philippians, iv. 7. No war or battle’s sound Was heard the world around: The idle spear and shield were high up hung, The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood, The trumpet spake not to the armed throng; And kings sat still, with awe-full eye As if they surely knew their sovereign Lord was by. But _peaceful_ was the night Wherein the Prince of Light, His reign of _peace_ upon the earth began: The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed, Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sat brooding on the charmed wave. _Milton._ No more shall nation against nation rise, Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes, Nor fields with gleaming steel be covered o’er, The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more; But useless lances into scythes shall bend, And the broad falchion in a ploughshare end. _Pope._