~ Give Me Peace ~

With eager heart and will on fire,

I strove to win my great desire.

"Peace shall be mine," I said; but life

Grew bitter in the barren strife.

My soul was weary, and my pride

Was wounded deep; to Heaven I cried,

"God grant me peace or I must die."

The dumb stars glittered no reply.

Broken at last, I bowed my head.

Forgetting all myself, and said.

"Whatever comes, His will be done:"

And in that moment peace was won.

by Henry Van Dyke


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