GIVE, for Thou canst, benignant years,
Like mercy breathed in famished ears;
And calm that comes of noble tears:
Strength that in perfect sweetness grows;
And labour crowned with fruitful close;
And the lost secret of repose.
“THESE things write we unto you, that your joy may be full.” What is fulness of joy but peace? Joy is tumultuous only when it is not full; but peace is the privilege of those who are “filled with the knowledge of the glory of the Lord, as the waters cover the sea.” “Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on Thee, because he trusteth in Thee.” It is peace, springing from trust and innocence, and then overflowing in love towards all around him.
John H. Newman
WAIT patiently, trust humbly, depend only upon, seek solely to a God of Light and Love, of Mercy and Goodness, of Glory and Majesty, ever dwelling in the inmost depth and spirit of your soul. There you have all the secret, hidden, invisible Upholder of all the creation, whose blessed operation will always be found by a humble, faithful, loving, calm, patient introversion of your heart to Him, who has His hidden heaven within you, and which will open itself to you, as soon as your heart is left wholly to His eternal, ever-speaking word, and ever-sanctifying spirit within you.