Prayers For Peace (Henry B. Eyring) [Apr 2026]

In a world that spins in fear and noise, Hearts are heavy, girls and boys. Yet a promise echoes soft and true, “My peace I leave with you.” Prayers for peace, rising day and night, Hearts turned to heaven in the fight. When the storms rage wild and long, His peace will come, steady and strong. Not with many words or showy prayer, But quiet whispers in the air. He knows our needs before we speak, His love is near when hearts are weak. Prayers for peace, rising day and night, Hearts turned to heaven in the fight. When the storms rage wild and long, His peace will come, steady and strong. Even when the answer tarries still, His comfort comes, His holy will. At the graveside, in the loss and pain, His peace breaks through like gentle rain. So let us pray with all our soul, In secret places, making whole. The Savior’s peace, not as the world gives, He offers freely while we live. Prayers for peace, rising day and night, Hearts turned to heaven in the fight. When the storms rage wild and long, His peace will come, steady and strong. Peace I leave with you, my peace I give, Not as the world, but while we live. Let not your heart be troubled, do not fear, His peace is always near.