Verse 1

O BROTHER man, fold to thy heart thy brother! Where pity dwells, the peace of God is there; To worship rightly is to love each other, Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer.

Verse 2

For he whom Jesus loved has truly spoken: The holier worship which He deigns to bless Restores the lost, and binds the spirit broken, And feeds the widow and the fatherless.

Verse 3

Follow with reverent steps the great example Of Him Whose holy work was doing good; So shall the wide earth seem our Father’s temple, Each loving life a psalm of gratitude.

Verse 4

Then shall all shackles fall; the stormy clangour Of wild war music o’er the earth shall cease; Love shall tread out the baleful fire of anger, And in its ashes plant the tree of peace.

History of O Brother Man Fold To Thy Heart