Thursday, July 11, 2013

Be Still thy Soul



Be still, sad soul! lift thou no passionate cry,

But spread the desert of thy being bare
To the full searching of the All-seeing eye;
Wait! and through dark misgiving, black despair,
God will come down in pity, and fill the dry
Dead place with light, and life, and vernal air.

--J. C. Shairp

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