Mary J. Washington, "Peace on Earth" (1919)
Thy rolling plains and down each sylvan slope,
The sunlight of another year distills,
And bids the world take on new life and hope,
Grant, Thou, that we may rise refreshed, reborn,
With courage high, despite war's lingering scars,
Our spirits free from petty strife and scorn,
And teeming with the message of the stars.
Published in The Crisis, January 1919