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Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jun 11, 1857

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 10, No. 6.

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PERFECT PEACE.

"Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on thee." Isa. xxvi, 3.
The rains descended, and the floods My soul's foundations tried, While one by one each cherished hope Like waning rush-lights died, And, lone and desolate, I heard The elemental din; Yet light amid the darkness broke— A sunbeam shone within.
Out on the crested surge I rode, When mighty seas arose, And challenged with their thunder cry The stormy winds as foes; Then barks were wrecked, and men went down Beneath the billowy brine; But in that tempest of despair, The sunbeam still was mine.
The trust in God—I'll hold it fast, In peril and in pain, Until that glorious Sun arise That ne'er shall set again. And if, by death's grim phantom led, I tread the shadowy vale, Still may that perfect peace be mine, Though flesh and heart should fail.—Sel.