"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 with remain.
Be still my soul; thy best, thy heavenly Friend
through thorny ways leads to a joyful end."
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These are the words (to an old hymn) my sweet roommate left me with this morning before she departed for a week working with a team in Chinandega. How I desperately wish for His stillness to come...
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Lo, in the silent night
A child to God was born
And all is brought again
That ere was lost or lorn
Could but thy soul, O man,
Become a silent night!
God would be born in thee
And set all things aright.
--15th cent.
Hey Pam,
I just thought I would let you know it is 28 degrees and SNOWING in Dallas right now. Isn't that CRAZY?
i love that poem, paul.
and brett, yes that is insane. snow in november?!? and i'm still wearing flip flops.
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