Not in the earthquake or the flame,
The wracking wind, or violence, came
The voice of Truth—omnipotence.
But in the stillness and the calm,
Omniscient quietude—the balm
Of Love’s supernal evidence.
Not in the quake, the crash, the heat
Where warring mental forces meet
Is heard the voice of Truth today.
But in the quiet ministry
Of those who, calm in victory,
Have learned through Science how to pray.