Comfort

Shortly after the terrorist bombing of 1998 in Omagh, Northern Ireland, the homeland of the author of this poem, Brian Kissock, recorded these words as a healing response to the grief that followed—including his own for several good friends who were lost in that tragedy.

There is here and there, and everywhere,
A refuge;
A house and habitation;
There is a constant calling to each,
Sean, Samuel, Ruth, Mary.

There is here and there, and everywhere,
A shelter;
Not made with hands,
But high among the peaks,
Whispering stillness.

There is here and now, and evermore,
A Mind;
A Love and a gentling;
There is a peace saying,
Be still, I am, I am that peace.

There is here and there, and everywhere,
A goodness;
A life without blemish,
A way of looking on the world,
Undisturbed.

There is here and now, and evermore,
A rest;
Protection from the storm,
Always hid with Christ,
In God, eternally.

—Brian Kissock

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