Be still, and know that I am God alone!
Content to rest in this deep consciousness,
The unrealities of sense that press
Upon us are dispelled. The only one,
The Lord of Hosts is with us, and the moan
Of hurt is hush'd and still'd, and all the stress
Of circumstance, the ills that would oppress
And cast us down in misery are gone;
And in their stead there come sweet joys again,
And love,—the perfect gifts He waits to give
To us, the weary ones who oft have trod
The rough and bruising paths that seem to pain,—
But only seem,—since thus we learn to live.
Be still, and know that I alone am God!
Poems
[Written for the Journal.]
REPOSE
From the March 1907 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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