Wednesday, October 26, 2011

peace

When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean,
And billows wild contend with angry roar,
'Tis said, far down beneath the wild commotion,
That peaceful stillness reigneth evermore.

Far, far beneath, the noise of tempest dieth,
And silver waves chime ever peacefully,
And no rude storm, how fierce soe'er it flieth,
Disturbs the Sabbath of that deeper sea.

So to the heart that knows Thy love, O Purest,
There is a temple sacred evermore,
And all the babble of life's angry voices
Dies in hushed silence at its peaceful door.

Far, far away, the roar of passion dieth,
And loving thoughts rise calm and peacefully,
And no rude storm,
how fierce soe'er it flieth, Disturbs the soul that dwells, O Lord, in Thee.
{Harriet Beecher Stowe}

and the peace of god,
which surpasses
all understanding,
will guard your hearts and
your minds in christ jesus.
{philippians 4:7}

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