My Advent hymn remains;
small though lit still more.
Another candle lit in my heart
joins hope’s candle from before.
The strings of hope swell deep,
drawn sweetly on the bow.
A song of peace, calm melody,
glides gently, mellow, slow.
Peace of heart,
and peace of mind,
even my body in safety
and peace does rest.
What brings this peace?
Why justice, friend,
and security in God’s
loving embrace.
Peace brought by sweet forgiveness,
and a purity of soul.
My sin confessed, my heart unbound.
The dove of peace set free.
