[Written for the Sentinel.]

"PEACE, BE STILL"

When the waves dash high and the storm-winds roar,
And my barque seems frail and lone,
When far, far away is the sheltering shore,
And so near the seething foam;
Through the starless night comes a gleam of light,
As I lift mine eyes to thee,
And above the tempest thy "Peace, be still,"
Commands the turbulent sea.

O wondrous calm, O priceless
O Christ-love, always here
To calm the waves and still the storm,
How could my heart know fear?
No night so drear but thy truth brings light,
All storms at thy word doth cease;
Through all the years would I list to thy word,
Thy love-laden message of peace.

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