~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