Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways!
Reclothe us in our rightful mind,
In purer lives Thy service find,
In deeper reverence, praise.
In simple trust like theirs who heard
Beside the Syrian sea
The gracious calling of the Lord,
Let us, like them, without a word
Rise up and follow Thee.
O Sabbath rest by Galilee!
O calm of hills above,
Where Jesus knelt to share with Thee
The silence of eternity
Interpreted by love!
With that deep hush subduing all
Our words and works that drown
The tender whisper of Thy call,
As noiseless let Thy blessing fall
As fell Thy manna down.
Drop Thy still dews of quietness,
Till all our strivings cease;
Take from our souls the strain and stress,
And let our ordered lives confess
The beauty of Thy peace.
Breathe through the heats of our desire
Thy coolness and Thy balm;
Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still, small voice of calm!
– in the Atlantic Monthly, April 1872.
John Greenleaf Whittier died this date, 9/7/1892, at Hampton Falls, New Hampshire.
Starting at 22 years of age Whittier was editor for several printings:
American Manufacturer, Haverhill Gazette, New England Weekly Review, The National Era, and Pennsylvania Freeman.
Whittier was elected to the Massachusetts legislature (1835). He is also known as America’s “Quaker poet.” Not was well known perhaps is the fact he penned nearly 100 hymns, the above being an example.
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