Thou art our sole tranquillity

THOU ART OUR SOLE TRANQUILLITY

Thou art our sole tranquillity; silence is with Thee,
and Thou impartest all the strength to live,
as Western winds a briny freshness give:
breathing of the sea.
Sometimes, in dark restraint, the thunder-pregnant sky
hangs threat’ning o’er the brewing land all day.
Then blows the wind relievingly through twigs and sprays;
then bursts the sky afire.
And flick’ring flashes down the pointed blade of lightning,
and through the air growls undisturbedly the thunder.
But in the silence ’s rustling the pure wonder
of Thy eternal blessing.
And over land ant through the air blows Thy refreshing peace,
comes down the wide calm of the evening,
ascends to our tired hearts in the refreshing
breathing of the sea.