Psalterium Carolinum - Ode 18

Of Peace and Reason Lord!
Delighting in accord;
The wicked who from sin,
With offer'd Grace would win!
Whose mercy courts to save,
Though power to kill thou have!
(Our hearts to softness woo'd
In our Redeemers blood)
Perswade us to agree,
Both with our selves and thee:
As Men and Christians ought,
Peace often have I sought,
But it no sooner name,
Than war my Foes proclaim.
Our actions never may,
Destructive Passions sway.
Our Judgments clear, that we
Thy Truth may plainly see.
Our stubborn Hearts incline,
In bonds of Peace to joyne.
Our irreligious hate
To thee, oh dissipate;
That to our selves, remove
With interchanged Love,
The war our sins have wrought,
With Peace, which Christ hath bought.
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