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.
The Pennsylvania Pilgrim, and Other Poems (ed. 1873)
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.
The Pennsylvania Pilgrim, and Other Poems (ed. 1873)