Christ is our peace, Christ is our health, he the true Word, his the true wealth— gifts to be shared by the simple and poor: peace in your land, peace at your door. Peace in your mouth, peace in the hands open to truth, to love’s demands: those who would go with Christ also must bleed— bright is the flower, burst is the seed. Who work for peace find the true wealth, who heal the hurt find their own health— peace will flow on through the hearts that believe: this may we know, thus may we live.