Be Still.

We sang this together in church this past Sunday. On my left side and on my right I could see the profiles of people that are suffering-- one lady whose arm was wedged snuggly in her husband's for mutual comfort, another who fidgeted with a crumpled tissue, still another sitting stoic. My own persistently aching heart reminds me that heaven stands waiting to end all sadness and grief at the long awaited appointed time. And though conquering seems a foreign idea, the Bible says we are more than conquerors! Of course this is not of ourselves, but through Him who loved us, Christ Jesus. So while there is breath in my body, may I just simply and resolutely live to praise my Lord.

Be Still, My Soul

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.

Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.

Leave to thy God to order and provide;

In every change, He faithful will remain.

Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heav’nly Friend

Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: begin the song of praise

On earth, believing, to Thy Lord on high;

Acknowledge Him in all thy words and ways,

So shall He view thee with a well-pleased eye.

Be still, my soul: the Sun of life divine

Through passing clouds shall but more brightly shine.

first and last verses

by Kathrina von Schlegel