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Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways
Re-clothe us in our rightful mind
In purer lives thy service find
In deeper Reverence praise.
In simple trust like theirs who heard
Beside the Syrian sea
The gracious calling of the Lord
Let us, like them, without a word
Rise up and follow thee.
0 Sabbath rest by Galilee!
0 calm of hills above
Where Jesus knelt to share with thee
The silence of eternity
Interpreted by love.
With that deep hush subduing all
our words and works that drown
the tender whisper of thy call
as noiseless let thy blessing fall
as fell thy manna down.
Drop thy still dews of quietness
Till all our strivings cease
Take from our souls the strain and stress
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of thy peace.
Breathe through the heats of our desire
Thy coolness and thy balm
Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire
Speak through the earthquake, wind and fire
O still small voice of calm.
John Greenleaf Whitter 1807 – 1892
