THE STILL SMALL VOICE

Not long ago a tempest raged.The night grew dark and bleak and wild;And fear and dread made me forgetThat he was God's beloved child.

But then it came, the still small voiceOf Life and Truth and Love,That gave me strength to end the lieAnd God's all-presence prove.

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