PEACE, BE STILL by S. J. G. Thayer

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Dec 19, 1878

“PEACE, BE STILL.”

By S. J. G. Thayer

Peace, troubled heart! the Saviour speaks to thee, Be thou not like the wild, tumultuous sea, Fuming and foaming like the billowy crest That sails upon yon ocean's heaving breast; Cease this wild throbbing at life's every ill; List to the voice that whispers, “Peace, be still.”

My Saviour, sitting now at thy dear feet Help me to learn this lesson, full—complete, So that no storm, or wave, or troubled gale, Can henceforth ever ruffle sea or sail; Speak thou a calm within this troubled breast, Peace undisturbed, earnest of coming rest.

Let me be stayed on thee, for thou art mine, Oh, then, why should my spirit e'er repine At loss or cross I meet with as I go, Since thou art more than all things here below? And this I know, if thou couldst die for me, Thou'lt leave me never, while I cling to thee.

And let me rest in thee! that quiet, peaceful rest, Like trusting infant on its mother's breast; No anxious thought, no wildly whirling brain, No tingling nerves at real or fancied pain; Ay, rest unmoved, if rough or smooth the way, Since thou art leading me to endless day.

S. J. G. Thayer.