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Poem by Henry Vaughan
Peace
My Soul, there is a country
Afar beyond the stars,
Where stands a winged sentry
All skillful in the wars;
There, above noise and danger
Sweet Peace sits, crown'd with smiles,
And One born in a manger
Commands the beauteous files.
He is thy gracious friend
And (O my Soul awake!)
Did in pure love descend,
To die here for thy sake.
If thou canst get but thither,
There grows the flow'r of peace,
The rose that cannot wither,
Thy fortress, and thy ease.
Leave then thy foolish ranges,
For none can thee secure,
But One, who never changes,
Thy God, thy life, thy cure.
Henry Vaughan
Henry Vaughan's other poems:- Thou That Know'st For Whom I Mourn
- The Relapse
- Etesia Absent
- I Walk'd the Other Day
- Son-Days
Poems of the other poets with the same name:
Rupert Brooke Peace ("Now, God Be Thanked Who Has Matched Us With His Hour") William Yeats Peace ("AH, that Time could touch a form") George Herbert Peace ("SWEET Peace, where dost thou dwell? I humbly crave") Gerard Hopkins Peace ("When will you ever, Peace, wild wooddove, shy wings shut") Eleanor Farjeon Peace ("I am as awful as my brother War") Robert Anderson Peace ("Now, God be prais'd! we've peace at last") Robert Bloomfield Peace ("Halt! ye Legions, sheathe your Steel") Charles Sorley Peace ("There is silence in the evening when the long days cease") December 1912Gerald Massey Peace ("Yes, Peace is beautiful, and I do yearn") Henry Newbolt Peace ("No more to watch by Night's eternal shore") Sara Teasdale Peace ("PEACE flows into me") Henry Van Dyke Peace ("Two dwellings, Peace, are thine") Albery Whitman Peace ("As the raindrop on a flower")
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