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PEACE, BE STILL

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 26, 1877

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 50, No. 5.

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PEACE, BE STILL.

By F. A. Parker

Hark! list to the thunder of Galilee’s tempest, Hurling the surf mid the breakers so high, The waves leap and dash in the wildest commotion, Echoes the sound of the strife to the sky, Till Jesus awakes from his sleep on the pillow (For e’en must the tempest succumb to his will), And looking on breaker and dark surging billow, Gives forth the command to the winds, “Peace, be still.”
Oh, wonderful change! In a moment the billows Subside, and in peaceful tranquillity rest, The sunlight now flashes in bright, penciled dashes Upon the calm surface of Galilee’s breast; The wavelets gleam bright in the sunlight of heaven, And peacefully flow to meet river and rill. What magic was there in the words, gently spoken? To the winds and the billows he said, “Peace, be still.”
On life’s rugged ocean a tempest is raging, With the breakers of sin rising dark through the gloom, And billows of envy and malice, engaging, Leap high, in their efforts our souls to entomb. Then let us arise, ere these dark, surging billows Have time to submerge all the powers of our will; Frown boldly upon the dark waters of passion, And give to our hearts the command, “Peace, be still.”
F. A. PARKER.