Rest Day

In returning and rest you will be saved; in quietness and confidence shall be your strength: and he would not. Isaiah 30:15


Though gloom may veil our troubled skies,

And shades the plain o’erspread;

Though billows of the deep may rise,

Yet lift we up our head.

Jesus! if Thou be near to bless,

We shall not faint nor fail;

For when Thou givest quietness,

No trouble shall prevail.

Thy quietness! ’tis not the calm

That spreads in vesper hours,

O’er earth’s green vales, the dewy balm

Of nature’s closing flowers.

’Tis not the calm the worldling knows,

In dreamy hours of pride;

Though, softly lapped in false repose,

His gilded shallop ride.

Thy quietness! no fount of earth

Hath ever proved its source;

No mortal skill revealed its birth,

Or traced its hidden course.

O Savior? Thou hast met the gale

On Thy unsheltered breast,

That we, the weak, the sick, the frail

Might joy in peace and rest.

Take every treasure but Thy grace,

And we Thy hand will bless;

Hide every comfort but Thy face,

Thy peace, Thy quietness.

Jane Fox Crewdson A Little While, 1864

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