Psa. 43:3.
PEACE! O restless heart of mine;
Thou, the Still, the Blest,
Lead me to Thy courts divine,
Thine untroubled rest.
Tossed upon the raving sea,
Still, fair land, I long for thee.
Lord, from Thee I went astray,
Lured by magic song;
Through dim places far away
I have wandered long-
Now, when lost are moon and star,
Shines the light of Home afar.
O'er the waves that cannot rest,
O'er the drifting foam,
Wandering dove without a nest;
Weary-winged, I come.
From the lonely wastes of sin,
Blessed Noah, take me in.
Take me in, my heart implores,
Leaving far behind
All the thunder of the shores,
All the wailing wind;
In the chambers of Thy rest,
Fold me, hush me, on Thy breast.
Still and sweet the silence deep,
Where no foot hath trod;
Softer than an infant's sleep,
Rest alone with God;
Closed on me Thy palace door,
Perfect peace for evermore.
G. T. S.