When you doubt the lovely silence of a
quiet wooded place,
When you doubt the path of silver of some
moonlit water space,
When you doubt the winds a'blowing,
Flash of lightning, glistening rain,
Sun or starlit heavens above you
On the land or bounding main,
When you doubt the sleep of loved ones
deep beneath some precious sod,
Listen to a soft voice saying,
"Be still, and know that I am God."
Alicia Poole
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