Anon.

C.M.

WE bless Thee for Thy peace, O God,

Deep as the unfathomed sea,

Which falls like sunshine on the road

Of those who trust in Thee.

2

We ask not, Father, for repose

Which comes from outward rest,

If we may have through all life’s woes

Thy peace within our breast.

3

That peace which suffers and is strong,

Trusts where it cannot see,

Deems not the trial-way too long,

But leaves the end with Thee.

4

That peace which flows serene and deep,

A river in the soul

Whose banks a living verdure keep,

God’s sunshine o’er the whole.