Snippets and Snatches

 I rest in peace, O Father,

Your hands are holding me.

All is by You directed,

You lead me tenderly.

I rest in You, safe hidden,

O Father mine, most dear;

In every care and sorrow

Deep peace may I find here.

I rest upon Your bosom,

Your heart beats there for me.

It knows full well each suffering,

And plumbs each misery.

I know that You directed

All that will come to me,

Each pain You give me serving

My soul’s true destiny.

My heart in fear or sorrow

May dwell in quietness.

I trust in Your will wholly

And that is blessedness.

by Sister Basilea Schlink