Sweet Prince of Peace,
Joy of amazing grace.
Let me see your love.
The beauty of your face.
It was a face that was marred,
Beaten crucified, for me.
It was your hands that were scarred,
To set me free.
Sweet Prince of Peace,
I taste and see the Lord so good.
Growing in your love,
Becoming what I should.
Dear Jesus, sweet and kind,
If I have favor,
Help my behavior,
By the renewing of my mind.
Help me, sweet Prince of Peace,
To ever seek you day in night.
I long to walk before you, and adore you,
Wearing a robe of white.
Rebecca Jones
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