Paz, Cuan Dulce Paz
Marcos Witt
Peace, How Sweet Peace
Peace, peace, how sweet peace
In the depths of my soul a sweet stillness
Spreads flooding my being
An infinite calm that only
The beloved of God can understand
Peace!, peace!, how sweet peace!
It is the one that the Father gives me
I pray that it may forever flood my being
In its waves of celestial love
What a treasure I have in the peace He gave me
And in the depths of my soul it must be
So secure that no one can take it away
While I watch the years go by
Without ceasing I meditate on that city
Where I will see the Author of peace
And in which the sweetest hymn I will sing
Will be only of His peace
Sad soul that finds yourself in harsh conflict
Alone and weak as you follow your path
Make Christ your friend, for He is always faithful
And His peace you will receive!