Well the truth was told, written on the mountains

And it burned, driven by the wind

And freedom walked without a name

Through poppy fields and Remembrance Days

And the words hung like winter in the air

Now that the War is over.

Put your hand in the hands of love

Now that the truth is told,

Put your hand in the hands of love

Now that the War is over,

Put your hand in the hands of love

On a white horse, clothes were stained with blood

On the battlefield with eyes of flaming fire

Standing in the sun, cried aloud to all around

Come together, come gather around the fire,

Come together

Now that the war is over.

Put your hand in the hands of love

Now that the truth is told,

Put your hand in the hands of love

Now that the war is over,

Put your hand in the hands of love

To the community of faith from the source of imitation

(Put your hand in the hands of love)

Free from the burden of association

(Put your hand in the hands of love)

The ground was shining with revelations

(Put your hand in the hands of love)

Free from the burden of association

(Put your hand in the hands of love)

Now that the War is over,

Put your hand in the hands of love.