O heart of mine, be still, and cease repining!
The future ways are beautiful and bright,
For on life's distant paths God's sun is shining,
If we have but the power to view aright.
Be still, mine heart, and listen to the pealing
Of radiant music from the unseen spheres.
It has sweet messages for thee, revealing
The greater good that waits, in coming years.
Be still and know. The future ways are pleasant,
Even as we may make to-day more fair.
To-morrow brings the fruitage of the present;
Then sort and tend each seed with thoughtful care.
The past is dead. Forget its bitter sorrow,
And, leaving it, through peaceful valleys go.
Bright, glad to-day! Thrice bright and glad to-morrow!
Be still, O restless heart — be still and know.
