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."
Poems
"PEACE, BE STILL"
From the December 1941 issue of The Christian Science Journal