In the heartbeat of the city
through its rhythm and its beauty,
for the lowly and the mighty
comes the gracious peace of God.
To its life and noise and clamour,
in the style or in the squalor,
from the Lord of grace and valour
comes the gentle peace of God.
In our music and our trouble
through the restless hours of travel,
to the busy and the brittle
comes the healing peace of God.
Through the streets that make us weary,
in the burdens we must carry,
by the cross of Christ our glory
comes the lasting peace of God.
In the welcome and the washing,
at the bread and wine for sharing,
by the word of God for hearing
comes the perfect peace of God.