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 peace And the moon is looking downward Casting shadows through the trees And the stars are shining brighter As they whisper what they see How the emperor and the pauper With the lion and the lamb Kneel down before the infant For his peace they understand Hark, the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn king Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Glory all ye nations rise Join the triumph of the skies With the heavenly host proclaim Christ is born in Bethlehem Hark, the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn king Let the bells ring out these tidings Let it echo across the land That a king is born in Bethlehem And 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