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."
Poem by Alicia Poole
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