THE PEACE OF GOD
WE ask for peace, O Lord!
Thy children ask Thy peace.
Not what the world calls rest,
That toil and care should cease:
That through bright sunny hours,
Calm life should fleet away,
And tranquil night should fade
In smiling day.
It is not for such peace that we would pray.
We ask for peace, O Lord!
Yet not to stand secure,
Girt round with iron pride,
Contented to endure;
Crushing the gentle strings
That human hearts should know;
Untouched by others' joys,
Or others' woe.
Thou, O dear Lord! wilt never teach us so.
We ask Thy peace, O Lord,
Through storm and fear and strife,
To light and guide us on
Through a long, struggling life;
While no success or gain
Shall cheer the desperate fight,
Or nerve what the world calls
Our wasted might:
Yet pressing through the darkness to the light.
It is Thine own, O Lord!
Who toil while others sleep;
Who sow, with living care,
What other hands shall reap:
They lean on Thee, entranced
In calm and perfect rest;
Give us that peace, O Lord!
Divine and blest,
Thou keepest for those hearts that love Thee best.
~ Adelaide Ann Procter 1825~1864
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