Deut. xxvi. 9.
Stillness
midst the ever-changing,
Lord,
my rest art
Thou;
So
for me has dawned the morning,
God's
eternal
NOW.
Now
for me the day unsetting,
Now
the song
begun;
Now,
the deep surpassing glory,
Brighter
than the
sun.
Hail!
all hail! thou peaceful country
Of
eternal
calm;
Summer
land of milk and honey,
Where
the streams are
balm.
There
the Lord my Shepherd leads me,
Wheresoe'er
He
will;
In
the fresh green pastures feeds me,
By
the waters
still.
Well
I know them, those still waters!
Peace
and rest at
last;
In
their depths the quiet heavens
Tell
the storms are
past,
Nought
to mar the picture fair,
Of
the glory resting
there.
G. T. S.
