THROUGH ME ONLY

Out of all the reek and turmoil

Of the dreadful battle-plain,

Came a voice insistent, calling,

Calling, calling, but in vain;—

“Through Me only

Shall the world have peace again.”

But our hearts were too sore-burdened,

Fighting foes and fighting pain,

And we heeded not the clear voice,

Calling, calling all in vain;—

“Through Me only

Shall the world have peace again.”

Now, at last, the warfare ended,

Dead the passion, loosed the strain,

Louder still that voice is calling;

Shall it call and call in vain?

“Through Me only

Shall the world have peace again.”

Now we hear it; now we hearken,

In the silence of our slain,

Broken hearts new homes would build them

Of the fragments that remain.

“Through Me only

Shall the world have peace again.”

Lord, we know it by our sorrows,

Might of man can ne'er attain

That Thou givest. Now we offer

Thee the Kingship. Come and reign!

Through Thee only

Shall our loss be turned to gain.

Show us, Lord, all Thou would'st have us

Do to garner all Thy grain.

Thy deep ploughing, Thy sure sowing

Richest harvest shall obtain.

Only come Thou,

Come and dwell with us again!