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Show BE STILL. " B Mill, my soul, "lie" still!' ' Unquiet is the world without. . , '' All strife and lk-kU-ness awl doubt ; Seek thou the steadfast will! t On home, otic heaven, alnne There' is: one sacred resting-place, The everlasting truth and grace Of the unchanging One. L ' H ?? is the blessed bnn. : Each p;tin to soothe, each wound to he.-tl i And the unruffled spirit seal j The everlasting calm. To the one stormlcss clime My wuysore feet still hourly bend. j This brief unrest of earth to end, This fever dream of time! I Give rest, my God, within, "Mid strifes and dark uncertainties, The tumults -and the vanities, The passion and the sin. ' " ' I ' - s Ko.-.ik Thou, ar.d winds shall cease; . . j The lil'e-lor.K stosm is o'er. . 1 rest upon the shore. 1 "Where breathes the baim of peace. Selected. |