Poem February 20, 1943 Issue

Be Still and Know

LINA PLUMER CLINGEN

Lashed by the storm,
Flinging her waves on high,
The ocean seeks in vain
To reach the sky.

But when serenely still
Her waters rest,
In mirrored loveliness
The stars lie on her breast.

Be still and know
No storms of mortal sense
Can dim the glory of divine
Omnipotence.

We need not strive
As toward some distant star,
But know that God is ever
Where we are.

And when the storm
Is past, still, as before,
The consciousness of Love is ours
Forevermore.

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