Through all earth's turmoil, may I be
In tranquil thought still close to Thee;
Though error's thunder seeks to harm,
Thy presence saves from all alarm.
In Thee, O Father, I may rest
With quietude upon Thy breast.
In deep communion I pray
To know that peace is mine today;
Abiding in the secret place,
Humbly I seek to share that grace
Which Thou hast given, with my brother.
Thou art my Life, I claim no other.
Clear through the clamors of human will,
Comforts and strengthens Thy "Peace, be still."
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Poems
"PEACE, BE STILL"
From the December 1941 issue of The Christian Science Journal