I.
He maketh me to lie down in green
pastures: he leadeth me beside
the still waters. He restoreth
my soul.
Psalms 23:2, 3
How gentle is this land!
And the lambs
It bears upon its breast.
Whose meekness lends
To my zealous path rest.
Silent bows my soul and pleads,
"O Father,
Gentle my life
Through moments such as these."
Wherein the heart sees
Love
Gentling the land,
And man,
To will to follow Thee.
II
Thy gentleness hath made me great.
Psalms 18:35
When through grace
I am what I am,
And that sufficeth wholly
To fulfill God's plan,
O, that is a great thing.
III
For the Lord of hosts hath purposed,
and who shall disannul it? and his hand
is stretched out, and who shall turn it back?
Isaiah 14:27
Again, again, the hand of God,
With immortal staff and rod,
Restores the twisted, hardened heart
And from mortality's depths steps forth
A life redeemed to live apart.
Then some new witness
Of holy things
Holiness
To the waiting earth brings.
