Does the day seem dark, and the way seem long?
Be still, and know.
Does there seem to be less of right than wrong?
Be still, and know.
Does the world seem caught in disorder's snare?
Does it seem to give endless woe and care,
Which the eye must see, and the heart must bear?
Be still, and know.
Does the night seem cold and without a star?
Be still, and know.
Does the foe seem near, and the friend seem far?
Be still, and know.
Does it seem unfair one must work and wait?
Does it seem that oft there's a hopeless state,
When the task is hard, and the test is great?
Be still, and know.
This poem first appeared in The Christian Science Journal of June 1918.
