O Israel

O ISRAEL, you are the cradle of our peace,
a nation that blesses the other nations
with the knowledge of life and the Everliving
the first people chosen by Almighty God
to bring the light of hope to our poor world.

What has become of us my elder brethren?

Thy terrible hurt, due to war's ambition
shall one day turn into strength, if only
we begin today to become that hope again
the hope of our Father Abraham, a promise
to bless the nations of the world, peace.

I love my Annelies Marie, and I love you.
But not the war, O dear Israel, only you.
Not the hatred, O kindred grace, only you.
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Prosper the Peace. Prosper the People.

Sancta Sanctis!

Glory to God in the highest
Adoration to Jesus Christ
Peace to men of good will.