You silence the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, the tumult of the peoples.
- Psalm 65:7 (NRSV)
In steps calm
And it is a balm
Upon the thunderstorm inside
The ever burning pride
Who am I
That I should deny
The glory of it all
I am so small
I do not understand
The ever moving masters hand
But this I believe
He loves even me
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