The Prince of Peace

In the middle of a forest
There's a clearing by a stream
Where a mother holds her newborn
And the child begins to dream
And He dreams of hopes unspoken
When the tears of man will cease
And His mother holds
Him closer
For He is the
Prince of
PeaceLet the bells ring out these tidings
Let it echo across the land
That a King is born in
BethlehemAnd
His Kingdom is at hand
Let the world rejoice together
As it looks upon the stars
Knowing every man's our brother
And that every child is ours
Hark, the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn
KingPeace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With the heavenly host proclaim
Christ is born in
BethlehemHark, the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn
KingIn the middle of a forest
There's a clearing by a stream
Where a mother holds her newborn
And the child begins to dream