John Greenleaf Whittier,
The Canadian Soldiers' Song Book…
(1918)
“ Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace. Breathe through the pulses of desire Thy coolness and Thy balm; Let sense be dumb, its heats expire: Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire, O still small voice of calm! Amen. ”
