Be Still My Soul

Psa. 46:10

You say, "Fit me, fashion me for You." Stretch forth your empty hands, and be you still: O restless soul, you do but hinder Me By valiant purpose and steadfast will

Behold the summer flowers beneath the sun, In stillness His great glory they behold; And sweetly so His mighty work is done, And resting in His gladness they unfold. So are the sweetness and the joy divine Yours, O beloved, and the work is Mine.

Song of Solomon 4:7; 7:10