O Christ who by a cross made peace your sign,
who gives your peace in water, bread and wine:
O Spirit Christ who is our spirit's home,
teach us the secret of the true shalom.
We speak of peace when in our hearts we war
and, unforgiving, keep our grudges sore,
we promise peace while yet we strive to win,
and in our enemy, see not our kin.
Two deaths now face the starving and the fed --
the blinding bomb, the simple lack of bread;
with riches of the earth at our command,
from weaponry to welcome, turn our hand.
The selfishness which is our human curse,
the arsenal of hatred which we nurse --
all are dispelled when in our hearts we say
"There is no way to peace: peace is the way."